Wednesday, September 7, 2016

Wednesday Musings

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Every night, she peeped out of the window to figure out her Mom among the twinkling stars and stopped her gaze at the brightest one.

She had lost her Mom in her infancy and whenever she asked her father about her Mother, he waved his hands towards the sky and consoled her that she had become a star and watches her from the sky. 


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