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The days passed by and the season Shreeja loved the most knocked the window. The water droplets making a rhythmic sound as though cheering for Shreeja and the cool breeze set her mood uplifted with memories. She was so connected with this season that even an acquaintance could sense that she is full of life during this particular season, MONSOON.  Â
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