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Clinging to memories

The past came whirling to her eyes. She remembered it all.How strange life could be, it at times give you blisters which refuse to heal, she thought.

It was a mellow summer afternoon, she was fiddling with her cell phone when she heard her uncle call out her name, he wanted her to click a photo for him. Well, she was taken aback. Her uncle out of all people was someone who didn't like to pose for photographs. And he winked at her adding that it was her duty to make it a memorable one for him. Well, a decent photo got captured and she transferred it to his phone.

She stared at the same photograph today, neatly framed adorning a wall. The garland adorning it had been replaced but she could only smell despair, the scented jasmines had withered in grief. Two years, it had been two years without him by her side.

She knew she couldn't have him back, nor could she anymore click his photographs. He wanted it to be memorable, little did she know he would himself turn into a memory. But, what she could do was remember those warm memories without breaking down. She smiled at the photograph after two long years and that smile was enough to melt her frozen grief. Life had tricked her again, it finally had started healing her blisters.

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