A TRUE LOVELY MYSTERY OF TWO LOVERS....
IT'S THE TRUTH....................
“”They attack the one boy with their hate and their shower of weapons. But he is like some rock which stretches into the vast sea and which, exposed to the fury of the winds and beaten against by the waves, endures all the violence””
-these re the words I can tell abt that BOY….
I m telling u a true luv story.. Lets start…..
This is the time when a boy loved a girl and that girl hav opened a new world in front of him that was of luv and sacrifices.
That boy met the girl in the telephone booth where he went to congrates his sis on her marriage that was on 1 st may. He was actually a student studying in the 12 th standard.
This is the place from where the story …some wat close to laila and majnu starts….
That girl is with her mother. When he went to pick up the phone her mother also by mistake… put her hand on the telephone… but she got her hand aside. But that boy approached the lady to pick up the phone…. This is really the beginning of the story …or u can tell the first part of flower to blossom. Who knows that plant will grow so vigorously that it will change the environment .
Something abt that boy u should know…..a guy .. nice in nature, but a total bookworm… he is not gutssy he is the one for whom books and his parent are of core importance…
He luv to be at home..or in the room with his books
Than that lady… forget to call and get engaged in the talk with the boy….. and here is the moment wher the hero and the heroine meet each other….
Her mother introduced to her daughter….(romance ki gadiya surruuu hui)
They chat with each other .this was a formal chat….and they went their own way…
(Aap logo ko laga hoga ki kahani khatam par…… abhi to bahut kuch baaki hai…. Abhi to kahani me twist baaki hai..)
janane ke liye ab kaise hoti hai dusri mulaakate…. Wait for …sumtime…… kaise banti hai maa….mother India. Kaise banta hai ake ,sidha ladka student union ka leader…/aap soach sakte hai kya hua hoga aage?……….think..think…..>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
to be continued………….
IT'S THE TRUTH....................
“”They attack the one boy with their hate and their shower of weapons. But he is like some rock which stretches into the vast sea and which, exposed to the fury of the winds and beaten against by the waves, endures all the violence””
-these re the words I can tell abt that BOY….
I m telling u a true luv story.. Lets start…..
This is the time when a boy loved a girl and that girl hav opened a new world in front of him that was of luv and sacrifices.
That boy met the girl in the telephone booth where he went to congrates his sis on her marriage that was on 1 st may. He was actually a student studying in the 12 th standard.
This is the place from where the story …some wat close to laila and majnu starts….
That girl is with her mother. When he went to pick up the phone her mother also by mistake… put her hand on the telephone… but she got her hand aside. But that boy approached the lady to pick up the phone…. This is really the beginning of the story …or u can tell the first part of flower to blossom. Who knows that plant will grow so vigorously that it will change the environment .
Something abt that boy u should know…..a guy .. nice in nature, but a total bookworm… he is not gutssy he is the one for whom books and his parent are of core importance…
He luv to be at home..or in the room with his books
Than that lady… forget to call and get engaged in the talk with the boy….. and here is the moment wher the hero and the heroine meet each other….
Her mother introduced to her daughter….(romance ki gadiya surruuu hui)
They chat with each other .this was a formal chat….and they went their own way…
(Aap logo ko laga hoga ki kahani khatam par…… abhi to bahut kuch baaki hai…. Abhi to kahani me twist baaki hai..)
janane ke liye ab kaise hoti hai dusri mulaakate…. Wait for …sumtime…… kaise banti hai maa….mother India. Kaise banta hai ake ,sidha ladka student union ka leader…/aap soach sakte hai kya hua hoga aage?……….think..think…..>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
to be continued………….
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