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It was a cold dusky dawn. Sun was not yet visible. But the footsteps could clearly be heard. The (rat) RACE was still on...
"Excuse me" a fable voice called out. There stood a lean, tall and an uninteresting guy."Do you know where are we headed to?".
"Well Sir" said the lady, looking into the curious eyes of the guy "to be honest, I too have been searching the answer of the same, for a while"
A sad smile dawned on both faces.
"We are too far now, to go back " muttered the guy.
"We are not here to go back" the lady proclaimed.
Looking at her, he became nostalgic.
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http://www.writerbabu.com/post/memories-3-n/13856/
