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The story I am telling is about an eight year old Sikh boy. His name was Noor . He was tall and thin, his rosy face had a glaze, over shining the sun rays and his golden eyes penetrated deep to the bottom of heart of anybody when he raised his face. The mount of hair over his head was daily tied by his mother with a black apron which he called his ‘Juri’ . I was appointed as a tutor for this rosy boy with golden eyes. I was myself a sixteen year old girl but pretended to look much older in order to convince Noor’s mother about my experience in teaching . For this I used to wear Churidar and Kameez with loose-fitting and lied to her that I was already an M.Sc. Mathematics, whereas in reality was a first year student in my college. The tuition bureau through which I had got this tuition had given me all the instructions I followed to impress the child’s mother. When I entered their house for the first time, I was stopped by to big dogs, barking terribly and almost ready to kil...

It's love that makes a life full of colours. It is love that makes your life fulfilled, and it is love which gives you aim to achieve happiness. But, what when you lose your love? Suddenly your life seems hazy, full of darkness and you lose all your hopes and emotion. It is therefore as challenging to win your love back as to get it for then first time. You need to find out first what were the reasons due to which you had failed in love. Knowing this is not so easy as it is difficult for anybody to accept his or her own follies. But once you realize, you would take no time to over come them. Note all your virtues what your lover liked in you. Do not think of what you boasted about, just think of the real you and the positives aspects of your personality, which attracted your lover.