that winter morning.. 

She was a beautiful woman, beautiful in her own way.. She has the glow of this winter morning sun on her face and her light brown eyes have a soft shimmer one that soothes your heart.. She was wearing that beautiful pink ribbon in her shoulder length golden brown hair.. And she was looking at a distance with a crisp smile on her lips.. That ink pen in her hand tells you she loves to write.. The yellow pages of her floral diary in her lap fluttering with the wind with a strong expectation.. And thats when it happened.. One fine morning sitting there in that cafe, the morning sun did the trick.. He fell in love with her..



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