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She Slapped me, My eyes suddenly shifted from her smile to the concrete pavement of the road. Holding my cheek with my hand I looked at her.She has folded her arms in rage.I saw at her face she was annoyed looking at me.

A warm hand at my shoulders brought me back there, I turned around and saw her face Smiling like a . . . . I don’t have words. My lips were open in dismay. My eyes were red in surprise. I did not  blink for an hour. I guess I was not breathing either. Everything stopped. That moment, that moment stopped. Time stopped. I saw her.

Her name was Jeremy, I nicknamed her as Jerry. For about two years we were like Tom and Jerry hard to live without and totally mad at each other. We played a lot, our friendship came with so many Joys and so many me gazing her like Cupid moments and hugs. She loved to hug. It was more than friendship less than a Love bond. Something I called Life.

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I found this on a blog by a friend, Sharing on My blog, Must read!

This is an old poem I wrote when I was in college, You can even find this on my facebook profile. Updating here. It’s in Hindi. About a friendship between a Boy and a Girl.

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