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Two Three : Five Nine

Neither of us made plans nor out, for the countdown eve. We made ourselves to be at homes & texting each-otherwhich doesn’t make us being alone for the night.”Two mins more” she yawns, holds her sleep and as it hits 23:59 our chat-box ticktocks the count-down 58..57..56..55..54,While I manage  to match her speed with 52..50..skipping the odds,She just leaps in like a fastest finger first which made me to give up,to enjoy and love the craziest side of her’s in welcoming “2019”

Written by JAYANTH BALIVADA

Being pragmatic it always sets my feet to ground. I'm a backpacker who dream of wishing a blogger

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