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It was just to say ... Whenever I smile

Whenever I smile at all without any reason, I get immersed in it, whenever you come, in me, it hurts beats in my heart, then it comes to understanding ... then somehow still you my....

Just that was to say that ..

When I miss your red rusty leaves of that pink suit, when I miss the candles of your hands in the dark, when the delay in my pulse is raised again .... then it comes to understanding ... Somehow still you are my ....

Just that was to say that ..

Once I had fasted nine days for you, you used to bring sabha khichadi office, till you did not even eat, you still see the sabudana khichadi come smiles on the my lips .... then , then it comes to mind ... somehow still you are my ....

Just that was to say that ..

Whenever you used to see me, I used to steal eyes, smile at shame and blushing , seeing it here, today even with your picture when the same condition happens ... then it comes to understanding ... Somehow still you are my ....

Just that was to say that ..

I was your crazy lover of your first earning bracelet of two hundred rupees which you wear andproudly smile, thank you that you have taught me the magic of being happy in just a little bit

Yes and one thing .... I remember the clock of your very little dial which you used to bind on the wrist on the side of the palm, has justified my time. On your own wrist, if you find my time, then release it. ...

just had to say so much to you ...

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