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A Night of Nostalgic Nebula: #WriteTribeProblogger #WriteBravely #FridayFictioneers

  Saturday, 5:46 A.M.: I haven’t slept a wink. The receding moon is gaping at me blankly. Well, it was a decadent night of drinking and dancing, on the River Mandovi.     A night that also brought back memories from the yesteryears: of Rahul and I. When we had chatted on the same deck; …