if at all I can give a form to cold/mess inside my brain, definitely it will be a spectacle..Either I might write a novel of sorrow or I will paint my blurred feelings.
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chilling cold winter evening,
long ride on bike
her head on mine shoulder
n hands inside the pockets of my jacket
a warm touch of her
n a hot cup of tea
nothing feels better than this
warmest cold evening ever
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our souls were already bonded to each other! didn't they?
it's our bodies that have newly met!-
if is ends,its a story
if it never begins,its a poetry!
so my life is full of amazing stories
n a beautiful poetry!-
तो चलो एक कहानी सुनाता हूँ~
凱西·圖姆·魯卡·卡倫 梅里·
塔拉夫·阿塔 加姆·菲薩爾·賈
伊 本·博勒·巴廷·圖姆
斯·卡倫 加爾·薩姆·何 瓊脂胃
貝蒂·雷 納哈爾·納迪亞
特里·杜尼婭·梅恩 泰里·亞當頓·
梅恩 加爾·薩姆·何 特里·納茲隆·
梅恩 海特·薩普尼
海納拉齊 柯拜廷·迪爾基
霍蒂·拉夫宗 何嘉法克海
瓊脂胃瓊脂胃..क्या हुआ?
कहानी पसन्द नहीं आये?
तो बदल दो,तुम्हारी आपनी कहानी ही तो हैं!-
at a phase of our life,
almost of us become PURNA
then one day SHRAVNI comes
n makes PURNA fall in love again-
like there's a TARA for every VED
there's a KABIR for every NAINA
uh just have to continue uh'r SAFARNAMA until destiny makes uh meet uh'r KABIR OR TARA!-
one day uh'll complete uh'r Safarnama
n that day uh'r 'Tara' will shine
n make uh as bright as 'Ved'-
ব'ল একেলগে কিছু দূৰ বাটকুৰি বাওঁ,বেচি দূৰ নহয় সৌ বেকা খিনিলৈ।
পিছে সেই বেকা খিনি আহিলে তোক নকও এ,চিৰদিন ৰৈ যাম বাটৰুৱা হৈ।-