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A relationship that changed my life. (blog marathon post 11)







Apologies. Have removed this post as it will soon be a part of an e-book. Making it available here would be unfair to my publishers. Thank you for your support and understanding.
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ps: Had written this piece for Grazia.

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  1. short, simple bt vry effective love story! the way u have described ur spouse, it shows how much u adore him evn aftr so many yrs. keep going in the same manner.. bless u:)

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  2. Even though it is short, it touched by heart!

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  3. It was so nice to read this Preeti. May you two keep dancing to the beautiful music for the rest of your lives...:-)

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  4. So beautiful ma'am :) I love your writing,especially your books :)

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  5. I have met Satish and he truly is one stellar guy !

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  6. One of the best short love stories I've ever read. I love the way you describe things. Kudos Ma'am :)

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  7. I read it three times ... It says so much in just a few words .... Being a twenty year old career oriented girl that i am , i expect no prince charming on a white horse ... But this article made me think twice ... ^_^

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  8. Though his life hasn't been that sweet with the loss of mother,his wife has been sweet and a gain for him.

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  9. Simple si love story but totally worth gold. If you are lucky to have him, he is also lucky to have you-one of the most amazing writers of our times and magical with words:)

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  10. A true love story !! :)

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  11. Airforce upbringing! A hi5 to Mr. Shenoy :D

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  12. I know how it feels like to be happy as a lark and I hope it's not just in my head too :-P

    loved the usages summer madness, november rain in thousand watt speakers.

    keep inspiring us

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