Guitar Strings

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I sat near him, divinely comfortable.
His eyes focused totally on the strings of the guitar he held in his hands.
As he started to sing, the place turned into a paradise.
The melody was flowing. It was smooth; it was strange.
His fingers moving on the strings, he touched me with his guitar strings.

– Kritika Vashist
(June, 2013)

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