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....   it was a beautiful  pleasant morning,  rain impatiently waiting to fall and winds exceptionally  eager to blow around  yet  Mariya and others  dragged Laila against her willingness to the  library  to get some fresh love story,  it was absolutely  illogical to be  in such  a weather anywhere outside  one’s  house,  she wanted to say something  and Maria  not ready to listen  uncaring