Pamela, The girl with golden heart. 

We never talk to eachother respectfully, our chats started with abuses and end up with abuses, but the bond we share was unknown to eachother until we met few days ago. At the moment of our very first meeting after traveling all the way 3000 Kms. from Bhopal to Bangalore we never thought we were able to read each other’s eyes and the respect of which we never shared to each other. 

  

Surprisingly, she listened me whole heartedly and gave me hug, a hug which moved me away from my all the sorrows and pushed me to realise that I am not an unwanted creature as I always thought. 

 

To, The girl who came in existence from a pure soul is also a soul with beautiful heart. The girl who go through the pain in her life but always ready to hug others sorrows to make them realise that they are not alone.

Pamela, I love you. Stay Blessed ❤️️

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