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A Dash of Spontaneity.

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A Dash of Spontaneity. A Dash of Spontaneity. Wednesday, October 12, 2016 The Last Hug The handshake crushed her. Not just her hands, her whole soul. What could have been a hug remained just at the handshake.The familial touch was missing. The goosebump-inducing touch was now a cold, firm handshake. 'Hug me now, I'm right before you', she was silently crying. But he simply looked past her and walked away. She lowered her eyes and turned away her face, only to hear the beloved voice call out in the exact same way her name used to be called - "Shona". She turned immediately, eyes red and tear-rimmed. But no, the hallway was empty. What was happening? Who shook her hand? She tried to remember. It was him. It was definitely him! Or was it? Dr Mittal opened the door to his chamber, which was one of the doors in the hallway that read 'Senior Psychiatrist'. He called out, 'Sonali, please come in, we'll begin your session. I hope you're feeling better after taking medication for a wee...

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