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Twenty Years After......

Twenty years after....
The story still continues...
The story of love, faith, cooperation, understanding and at times of misunderstanding, irritation and argumentation...
Yet it is the most beautiful tale 
As soothing as a refreshing gale.
Twenty years after...
I wonder what was the life before
When we were strangers meant to be beads of the same string that are held tightly by our breaths.
Twenty years after....
No one knows us better than ourselves
Since now I, me, my has been drowned in the deep well of our life's story.
And it's we, us, our for which we strive.
Twenty years after...
I have a befitting reply when being pointed that l rule you and which is that you own me.
My chores , my dreams ,my desires are cherished.
My sleep, my smile , my being itself is relaxed
Since, l know you are and will always be there to keep me happily alive.
Twenty years after...
I have seen myself trying to curb my stubbornness and egoistic whims.
I have also observed you melt down and devise new tactics to keep the sublime flame of our little home alighted.
Twenty years after...
For the first time l have seen moisture in the corners of your eyes.
The reason of course is not hidden from me your better half.
While l give voice to my fears and phobias you try not to scare our little calves who would soon leave our pasture,one by one to find new promising grazing grounds for themselves.
Twenty years after ....
I assure you our values and upbringing would yield their results and our generation next would make us proud.
Till then let this story continue with a prayer in my heart that when l close my eyes forever you should be around and near to put full stop to our  this breath taking beautiful tale ....


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  1. Beautiful and very touching🌸👏

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  2. Very nice Manika.May God bless you both with many more years of togetherness.

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  3. Very heart touching 😍. Happy marriage anniversary to a beautiful and wonderful couple.

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  4. Very nice maam... Happy anniversary to both of you..... Stay blessed with many more years of togetherness and love...

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  5. Wonderfully penned down feelings,dear Manika mam.May you two be each other 's shield forever !

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