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Happy New Year Bebay - 2017


Another Year has passed, and I am still counting the days until we have a face-off. Your words still echo in my ear when I heard your voice a month back—after a long season!! I did feel sad you did not want to listen to my voice, but it's okay; I can make it out. 

I know you have different feelings for me. My feelings for you remained the same when I last touched your head when we bid farewell. The wound you have stored is the same here. I just wanted to hug you and cry!!

I don't know when you will read all these lines I have written for you. I don't have ill feelings for anyone. We can't clap with a single hand, and just like that, I don't want to spread the ill words of your close ones to you. It's a matter of time before you learn about me. Even in a bad impression to you...I just love you and am eager to hug you...

Happy New Year, Bebay. I wish you the best days in 2017.

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