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An Outing at the Park with Nana and Maa ME: maa, look at those two lovers. they look so sweet. maa, tell me about how you met pitaji. MAA: yes, they look sweet, beta, but it was different during our time. before, you met your future husband or wife, with the guidance of your elders. i met your father because of your dada and nana's long-standing alliance. pitaji and i were fated to be together. ME: but, maa, was it something you wanted? didn't you question it or even fight it? MAA: no, beta. we weren't really allowed to question these things. it was the way things were done. besides, pitaji was always a good man. NANA: naati, love has always been something developed between two people after marriage. it was a sacred union between two souls, destined to be together; guided by familial bonds and society. it was also a way to strengthen links. most unions, made under the guidance of elders, never ended up in heartbreak and divorce. now, love seems to have become underrated. relationships, nowadays, have become too easy to form and also easy to throw away. ME: i want a love like that, nana. i want a love that lasts forever. a conversation about love. #thepark #love #relationship #prose #yqbaba

An Outing at the Park with Nana and Maa ME: maa, look at those two lovers. they look so sweet. maa, tell me about how you met pitaji. MAA: yes, they look sweet, beta, but it was different during our time. before, you met your future husband or wife, with the guidance of your elders. i met your father because of your dada and nana's long-standing alliance. pitaji and i were fated to be together. ME: but, maa, was it something you wanted? didn't you question it or even fight it? MAA: no, beta. we weren't really allowed to question these things. it was the way things were done. besides, pitaji was always a good man. NANA: naati, love has always been something developed between two people after marriage. it was a sacred union between two souls, destined to be together; guided by familial bonds and society. it was also a way to strengthen links. most unions, made under the guidance of elders, never ended up in heartbreak and divorce. now, love seems to have become underrated. relationships, nowadays, have become too easy to form and also easy to throw away. ME: i want a love like that, nana. i want a love that lasts forever. a conversation about love. #thepark #love #relationship #prose #yqbaba

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You can keep everything in wallet except the way from where the journey of yours wallet begins. #thepark#yqbaba#challenge#completed#wallet

You can keep everything in wallet except the way from where the journey of yours wallet begins. #thepark#yqbaba#challenge#completed#wallet

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In our lives we meet thousands of faces, faces that love us for money, for power,for greed and then there are those,those noble faces, those selfless souls on earth that find love in humanity , that find comfort in helping others.. #thepark (story in caption) Leaving behind the hustle and bustle of city life, there was a small park at the corner of an isolated street. Very few people knew about. It was no fancy park like you see these days. Just a few trees here and there, little shrubs, two or three wooden benches surrounded a middle playground for kids.Only a few locals and kids from the nearby slum would visit in the evening hours. One breezy evening, an old man, huffed as he approached the bench after a brisk walk of 40minutes. I must say thats

In our lives we meet thousands of faces, faces that love us for money, for power,for greed and then there are those,those noble faces, those selfless souls on earth that find love in humanity , that find comfort in helping others.. #thepark (story in caption) Leaving behind the hustle and bustle of city life, there was a small park at the corner of an isolated street. Very few people knew about. It was no fancy park like you see these days. Just a few trees here and there, little shrubs, two or three wooden benches surrounded a middle playground for kids.Only a few locals and kids from the nearby slum would visit in the evening hours. One breezy evening, an old man, huffed as he approached the bench after a brisk walk of 40minutes. I must say thats