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It's been late, but anyways its better to be late than never. Sweaty palms, the water beads appear on the forehead. Draught in the thoughts, the words disappeared even after scribbling down on the paper, while writing for HIM. No, it is not a fear or might be a bit of it dissolved in the essence of HIS love, hidden. Which is never seen in HIS words and never felt with that expressions. Secretive with HIS thoughts, so we have to be cautious every time with HIM. HIS role fluctuates with the situations. There is always HER love essence all around, which is natural and HE even being doing many things or everything never seen appreciated. 
HE is harsh with words, loud with action but still a silent person. HIS work is like that silent worker who keeps on working and working never been noticed. Engrossed with HIS own activity pressure and workload. Surrounded even with all this HE never let us know a single hint that what's going on within HIM. Like a silent student who even being in a classroom, no one knows HIM but HE knows every action about others.
Love of his is even among those silent lovers, who don't know how to express and HE won't say that, never HE will express. Because might be HE has brought up that way. HIS story of past and struggle might bore us. But that reveal that HE still remember that pain which has made him gain today. 
HIS talks are hard with entertainment much loaded with learning which we might understand when our foot will be in HIS shoes. Scream of HIS has an essence of care. Scold of HIS has presence of love, and love of HIS is concealed within like those drops in the cloud. Which is there but not always seen and sometimes it seems there is none and will never be there. A lion of family and this lion do hunt, alone. An idol to a son, and want a husband, like a father to a daughter. 

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