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			<title>The Red</title>
			<description>#The_Red (part-1) The pool of blood sprawled all over the meager floor hadcoloured it red with perpetual change in the radiance red into brownish tinct.The pearly white wall adjacent to gothic designed window stained red with thethick streaks of screaming blood spots. Even the decade old c..</description>
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			<title>The desolated road</title>
			<description>With a can of &amp;lsquo;Calsburg&amp;rsquo; in left hand andcigarette in the other, inhaling the puff of &amp;lsquo;Marl Boro&amp;rsquo;&amp;nbsp; followed by quaff of beer on IGMC hostelroad, he moved slowly and clumsily, reducing the distance of his destination.On the desolated road with only street light ..</description>
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			<title>Silent love</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;lsquo;Does she know about it?&amp;rsquo; He asked me when we wereenjoying &amp;nbsp;coffee at &amp;nbsp;our college canteen during break. He waspeering at me, waiting to get the answer of the question he had asked while myeyes were &amp;nbsp;riveted at her. She wasenjoying the coffee too with her gro..</description>
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			<title>Love at first sight</title>
			<description> It was the first day of our new session. My friends had either chosen commerce or the non-medical stream and I was the lone one in the medical stream. Though there were a few more boys but we had been just friends since last two years and A  bevy  of few girls with whom I had a constant fights fo..</description>
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			<title>I and so You</title>
			<description>I know about it &amp; so you doWe never left  nor we separatedIt's the macabre time we passing throughLies amid the moments we speculatedWhy should I give up &amp; so you do notMurky phase soon dissappears indeedBelieving in seek of  intricate thoughtThe only way to combat the veiled creed..</description>
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			<title>Queen and princess</title>
			<description>  I was in core of teenIt has been half a yearShe was queen, a little meanIt won't last long, I had a fearWe spend a lot of time, did lots of talksAbout us; about each otherWe did hug; we did lip lockAnd promised to spend rest life togetherWith time everything got changed&quot;Our..</description>
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			<title>Dreadful Defeat</title>
			<description>Sometimes you've to loose...
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			<title>One year later</title>
			<description>ONE YEAR LATERHe was eagerly waiting for his name to be announced.Rechecking his important documents and certificatesbrought a copacetic smile on his face.It was a sunday morning of june 2,2012.His cellphonerang with that soothing tone. It was his friend Rajat.Rajat told him something ma..</description>
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			<title>I promise</title>
			<description>           She brought him on this earthreared him with her best comfortThe pain she beared; the price she paidwas worthy which could never fadeShe had a dream alike everyonefull of happiness; full of funMoulding him with every good characterFor Serving society; serving as doctor..</description>
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			<title>Symphony</title>
			<description>Symphony....It would have been goodIf we had remained mere friendsIf only; we had understoodThe catastrophe of tragic endsIt would have been betterIf we had remained a little apartNeither our hearts would have done tatterNor we had to face the thwart It would have been very b..</description>
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			<title>If only</title>
			<description>His story of failure....</description>
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