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Chapter 1: Little Things Called Love

What is Love?

One of most poetic question in any literature. And it is hard to express in words. 
But There are stages, there are milestones and there are challenges which makes it most beautiful feeling in this green earth. One can not deny that he or she hasn't fall in love. We all love someone, few are expressive and few are shy .It takes courage to show your heart wide open to someone.
It is not easier as it seems. Everyone is not lucky enough to get a love for lifetime. It takes a lot of effort to make it till end. Its not a just word or a bond. Its a voyage, you have to cross without sails in your tiny ship. You have to give up almost everything to make it most beautiful thing in your life. You have to face all the hardships with a smiles. If you do, you become most happiest person on earth. There are thousands of stories, mythologies and true life events, which shows a horrific end of love in their end. That's not true all the time. That's just fictitious. You can turn the coin in your favor if you want. All it takes is your purity. How pure your heart is. How transparent you are to the person, you say you love ! These little things are called 'LOVE' !
It's not that easy, but its not that much difficult too.
Come , let me show you how it can be done !
This long story doesn't contain any fiction content. It is inspired from true life events and little stories happening around you and me. You may find, this story belongs to you or your friend or someone you know , because its a way I am going to put lives in these simple words. I know I am not a writer and I can not become Durjoy Dutta, Chetan Bhagat, Kiran Desai or Amitav Ghos. Neither I want to be. I am just a story teller.
Well, Here comes the love-bites, you are waiting for.
Next Chapter of this Blog is First Chapter of Someone's love life.
Read it out and Leave Comment and Your story :)

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