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Was there any way by which she could change what she had done in the past? Would she forgive herself for the damage she had done to her relationship? The wounds which had left deep scars have apparently healed themselves but they still hurt.
That time she realised that she really think very little about him. She never showered lovely compliments on him when he actually deserved some. Neither she apologised for her mistakes nor did she ever told him that he meant world to her.
“In henna, I dyed my hands,
When will he come?
It’s love should come to me,bedecked. Come still my craving,
I’m dying for thee. Without thee how shall I fill my days? I can’t endure separation from thee.” ~Habba Khatoon