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Every street you walk down and every face you talk to, everybody knows your story.
In the race of chasing papers and happiness,we are forgetting people who are waiting for us. Read
He taught me the spelling of love.. but you taught me the meaning of love..
When there is a grain of hope,limit is sky -Shubha Beloor
Like a wave of happiness He appeared and disappeared..
-by Shubha Beloor
Smile..! Let me just capture you in my heart.. -SB
