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3 MAGICAL WORDS 💖

 It was a fine morning with chirping of birds and the golden rays of sunshine made the day more beautiful. Clara jumped into her classroom with great enthusiasm, her eyes just rolled on to see where he is!!Their eyes met each other with a spark of love and their souls were connected with love. And finally it happened, she came up with those three little words which is happily accepted by him. Each and everyday they watered their relationship with love and care. But their worse luck they were separated for their higher studies. Distance downcast their love?? Nope it elevated their bond even more. Continued with pretty fights, cute possessiveness, unbreakable trust they continued to stay together. After many obstacles, they convinced their family and finally married. Really it's their love made this far...

Yeah!!!LOVE is not only talking for hours, spending time together or a romantic dinner, Love is all about caring ,understanding , comforting  guarding. and being there for each other.  The real happiness in the life is " TO LOVE AND TO BE LOVED". Besides those three magical words, it's a determination to stay together in their ups and downs. Just like air love has no boundaries or restriction, it can't be seen but it can be felt .

 Even the BIBLE says "Love is patient, Love is kind, it isn't jealous, it isn't arrogant or rude , it doesn't seek its own advantage"



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