Love is so strange. But it 's not the one that loves it. Neither of them attracts any lust. Yet why do they remain lost in his own thoughts? Only a glimpse of him remains desperate. If anything could happen to him, it was as if the whole world had been united. His memories always accompany him. It 's like a dream. You look at her and feel a bit angry. I would like to have a picture of him and worship him. Then I think, there is always the devotion of the goddess to the temple of my heart. I am living in devadas in his love. Then he found a fortune. Only a few are the fortunate ones which blend into mohabbat. But I have no desire to meet you but to keep a glimpse of you alive. DK #allalone Roy Megha.....♥♥ Nojoto Sathi
