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Aashita Varshney

Drama

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Aashita Varshney

Drama

Short~tale

Short~tale

1 min
176

Those long cold nights

Her shivering face,

Peeping through a window

A wild breeze touching

Her face

Again and again...

Her mind whispered in fear

Wind chimes cling

Then she blinks...

Oh, MOM !!

Thank you for being there.


Her mom 

Sitting beside her

Covers her in arms

And made

The baby girl sleep.


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