i stood there again stupefied .. Indian XXX now is the time.. so graceful…so ravishing .. well but had to make it official to all .. book fair was over.. it was the 4th day of dusshera .. the added bonus to the festival of joy n lights 😀
it had been a year n the auspicious book fair had come again .. the evening breeze.. ( too coward to storm the front 😛 ) .. hint of a smiles
hand in hand .. just then she kept her hand on mine… it was the month of jan … friends were there .. coz i didnt know where she lived.. this that …blah blah .. m very careful when i do my nutcase dance .. u chances are slim to none… it seemed there was only she .. days passed chatting night and day .. Read 15870 times |
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it was the month of jan … chathurti we call it in bengali )
then she came … cold winds… i took her hand n she smiled and said ” love u too ” .. i was ready to die… just for a chance to be with her … i was on the highest peak ..an expression saying concured..
