A former lover invited her marriage. The former lover gets married to her once-time girlfriend, I have not seen such a thing at all. Since I...
Since I thought of being a great type of boyfriend, I did not have any shame about going to my girlfriend's marriage.
The wedding day does not mean anything from the morning. It's only time to remember his words. Winter, still after bathing the iron and wearing the perfume after marriage, I went on a marriage. This is the first two kilometer road that seems to be a million miles. The rickshaw is running, the road is not moving, the road is not running. The road near the favorite is bigger than the size of the area.
Finally we reached the venue. As soon as I got to the gate, my heart became sad. I did not get that familiar scent. After a little further progress, the familiar scent began to float in the nose. This scent is my favorite. This scent of my interest, all love, all love.
I look into the hallway and I am looking at the surprise. What looks like that What is that love of it How many times in the dream, wake up, I gave it my favorite place in the heart.
My favorite scent is floating around. I sat down at the eating table and found out what illusion is my favorite kachari plates!
Ah, I became emotional in my face. What is that taste known! That scent! What nectar taste is that potato potato!
Ah, you want to live a few lives to eat such raw food!