It was a sunny day. When the man met his lady. The man was wandering around in his field. The crop field was loaded with grains and the birds chirping on the mango tree at the edge of the field. Music that the flowing river spreads can be heard everywhere and that smell of wet soil. Everything was like paradise when the man met the woman under the mango tree. She was sitting there as if someone was making her painting. She was sitting gracefully and her gown looked like a field of lavender. Her face had a faint smile as she was playing with the grass, plucking small grass blades and splitting them or running her hands over the Soft grass as if it were the hair of her man. She was absolute beauty. She was not from the villages around, so who was she? Was she a traveller who has halted here for rest and peace under the tree? Was she taken?
was she?
That was all the man thought as he looked at her with amazement. Who was she?
The man walked towards her and she smiled as she saw him coming towards her plucking a flower. It was a wonderful day and the man was happy and then he saw this woman who absolutely had his heart in the first sight and the closer the man went to her more gorgeous she appeared. Birds were chirping melodies, river spreading her music and new buds sprouting out of giant trees and the sweet smell of mango from the tree and the crops in the field dancing with the wind and yet the most amazing and breath taking woman took him away from all this without saying anything. Just with her smile and her eyes.
"рдЙрд╕ рдореБрд▓рд╛рдХрд╛рдд рдХрд╛ рдЕрд╕рд░ рдЬреЗрд╣рди рдореЗ рдХреБрдЫ рдРрд╕рд╛ рдЪрдврд╝ рдЧрдпрд╛
рдЬреЗрд╕реЗ рдиреАрд▓рдХрдВрда рдХрд╛ рдЬрд╣рд░ рдореЗрд░реЗ рдорд╛рдереЗ рдореЗ рднрд░ рдЧрдпрд╛ред
рдХреБрдЫ рдРрд╕рд╛ рд╕реА рд╣рд░рдХрдд рдереА рдЙрдирдХреЗ рдмрд╛рд▓ рд╕рдВрднрд▓рдиреЗ рдореЗ,
рдореИ рд╡реИрд░рд╛рдЧрдп рдХрд╛ рдЪреЛрд▓рд╛ рдЫреЛрдбрд╝ рдкреНрдпрд╛рд░ рдореЗ рдкрдбрд╝ рдЧрдпрд╛"
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