By then she had moved to the very end of the bench. He waited again, and then inched even closer. Again, he waited for a few minutes and inched a little closer to her. After a few minutes, he moved a little closer to her. He went and settled down on the same bench. There was a pretty woman sitting on a stone bench there. One day, Shankaran Pillai went to a park. You fall in love, because something of who you are has to go.
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