One day, I was sitting near the window, outside that window, there is a plant of pomegranate, and an orange colored flower is going to start its new life. That pomegranate plant belongs to my neighbor, but that flower is bending towards our house. Day by day, it is growing bigger, & one day it will changes into a red & tasty pomegranate.
But, I never got a chance to taste that, even the owner of the house has never tasted it, the reason behind this is, and every pomegranate is stolen by the children or strangers. But it’s OK; I am still waiting to get a nice chance to taste that fruit.”Waiting has its own joy.”.... :)
Akshita
(STILL WAITIN..)
But, I never got a chance to taste that, even the owner of the house has never tasted it, the reason behind this is, and every pomegranate is stolen by the children or strangers. But it’s OK; I am still waiting to get a nice chance to taste that fruit.”Waiting has its own joy.”.... :)
Akshita
(STILL WAITIN..)
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