
Love is a home of pain and happiness just like the world that has a night and day. Every thing that we come across, has two sides of it which are entirely opposite to each other. Pain resides where importance prevails because we put ourselves to work on it and the fear of judging ourselves, that whether ‘Am I capable of doing it?’, will always make us experience fear and pain. Unsaid love resides in the verge of more pain and lives in ourselves as a wounded deep secret.
Said has been spelt as siad. And the right phrase is — she questions him, not she question him.
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Thank you for correcting my mistakes. Will correct the write up and will upload again.
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