You Know It Perhaps... Or Not!

You Know It Perhaps... Or Not!

Let's go to the mountains! ... Back to Vana our favorite hanging point.

They both love this resort. It helps them blur the world out for a few days and live in the moment. Vana also had struck their courtship years back. Uma had sent Tarun blushing by telling him she would want to join him there.

Two days into him & she had sounded so natural. They still smile at the instance when they sit next to each other on the balcony- the only place where Tarun can smoke peacefully there. Thankfully he has never said that he actually got panicked that day with her request.

Deep down both know they were destined to be together.

{might become the next page tomorrow, this is almost dedicated to a person I deeply but quietly love. I know its fate but still, I will tend it. Give it my heart.}

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