55 Fiction:The question

Torn between the possibilities his mind is working on high speed.He is scared cause he never thought he would do this.In a gorgeous electric blue saree she sits infront of him.He bends on his knees opening the red velvet box, he asks her "Will you marry me?"

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Is your faith dying?

Have you seen your faith die down slowly like the flame of the candle nearing its end? Not that it wasn't there,it was alighted and headstrong.But it is just nearing its end and you cannot do anything.Nothing you do is sufficient to make it stay.You just leave it be and it tangles further.Tangles with your hopes and wishes.If you want to continue you have to kill your hopes and wishes.That is fine right?They can be killed.But what do you do about a need?Can you do without the needful?

It is calm and patient but it seems like the ominous silence before the mighty storm which would shake everything to the very core.

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