A different story about love

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This is the incident that happened to my friend.
There have been many incidents in the way of life.

Nothing happens in life. Some incidents may be removed gradually from memory, some of the memories of the memory of the mind remain dusty.

"When I came to my house at the end of the night, I came to my house at 4am, weighed heavily, more horrible hunger." Two packed noodles boiled and mixed with some mixed wigs, I did not forget to set the alarm in the clock while going to bed.

Come to see me in a city far away in the morning. Soon I came to see the girls, now the boys also come to see.

If girls are to be seen informally / informally, why would they be excluded from boys for boys?

The heavy tension was going on. Have to wear beautiful clothes, they themselves must be presented before them. Well, how they say they will be impressed!

Think all the different ideas etc. I did not think I was asleep when I was thinking.

When the sound of the mobile ring broke, then there was no clock in the house of the clock. Nowadays, in the digital clock the number of floats rather than the thorns.

Sleeping from unknown numbers, I heard that they are only 1 hour away. I do not remember when I was tired, even after listening to it and when I fell asleep.

When the sleep broke, they stood in the rug of the door. Understand that the poor had been disappointed by the broken cottage.

Talking about tea, they said, "Where do you eat?"

The restaurant went out of the pocket with all the money and wondered what the restaurant would be talking about. People say a lot or say a lot. I was trying to understand their eyes.

I was trying to understand the feelings of the mind from their voice. Approach was trying to satisfy them. I kept thinking about how much. I did not want to know anything.

Take the responsibility, in order to give all other candidates an unprofitable question to give jobs to the candidates already selected in the interview board. "

After that!

"What will happen, at the end of the end, they dropped me and I looked and saw their cars slowly disappearing away."

"And then, life continues to be like life, the dream has become a nightmare, and once everything has become normal, it can not forget all those things.

Occasionally Sheikh Saad remembers the story; Verify the man with the dress. Checking people with money, verifying people by appearance

But no one wants to see people inside, do not want to know, do not want to understand. "

After that?

"Life does not stop at all. I am happy, I am in peace, at that time I could understand everything

Prasad looked like, but always wanted to know why they dislike me. "

I could hear his cigarette from a thousand miles of the telephone. Life is really diverse

A huge drama monk, we are acting in our role as Sunipoon.

This way my life was full of trouble. It was a good day to think about the things.

Looks like it's been a good one.

Those who can not recognize people, should not have any relationship with them.