"Happiness is not something you postpone for the future; it is something you design for the present."
 Abhimanyu's Perspective
 "You know you should..." She paused, pulling a serious mask, "You should kiss me to prove that you want me."
 "I'll make sure you never touch alcohol hereafter." I shook my head, murmuring. "I can't do this now, baby. I promise to kiss you when you're sober."
 "Why?" She pulled me closer by gripping my collar. "Why don't you kiss me? Are my lips chapped?" She pouted those luscious lips that I could chew and jerked me back. "Or do I stink?"
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"Un-leafing the pages of past before those who can stand by you, rock solid is something you must do because that will give a little insight to the person who can stand next to you or not."
 Shree's Perspective
 "Gradually, she started stepping back from the relationship. I sensed it but I couldn't understand why and the only option was to wait. Our conversation slowly curbed, the last thread what we have tore when I came back." He exhaled, exhaustingly rubbing his face. I was still rooted to my spot. "I came back and went to meet her straightaway to her apartment. She wasn't there, I tried contacting her but she remained unavailable for rest of the week. Since she'd not introduced me to her f

"It takes only one drink to get me drunk. The trouble, I can't remember if it's the thirteenth or the fourteenth."
 Shree's Perspective
 "One more!" I ordered slurring and the flamboyant lad across the table slid the white sparkling water to me.
 "Thank you Mr. Hottie!" I simpered and he gave me a vibrant smile. Chugging the empty glass down, I raised my hand, "One more!"
 "Ma'am..." He spoke out hesitantly, oh how sweet, I cupped my palms and put my chin on it. "Don't call me ma'am, call me Shree. Butu, on second thoughts."
 "Okay, so I guess you'r

"Happiness is not something you postpone for the future; it is something you design for the present."
 Abhimanyu's Perspective
 "You know you should..." She paused, pulling a serious mask, "You should kiss me to prove that you want me."
 "I'll make sure you never touch alcohol hereafter." I shook my head, murmuring. "I can't do this now, baby. I promise to kiss you when you're sober."
 "Why?" She pulled me closer by gripping my collar. "Why don't you kiss me? Are my lips chapped?" She pouted those luscious lips that I could chew and jerked me back. "Or do I stink?"
 "God! You're making it difficult for me; go back to your seat, Shree." I groane

The First Kiss