call it coincidence call it magic !!!!!!
again not sure how things like these happen or it just a random coincidence.....
but whyyy of al the days just that day it happens....
still there walking around wit chips :D in hand and this one kid running around and behind a street dog and gate mein se awaaaaaz kitttuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu !!!!!!!!
ayyyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa that one sound i saaaaaaay !!!!!!!!
kitttuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu !!!!!!!!!!!!
jaise jittteeeee strings hai nai pooore andaaar tinggggggg bolkeeee they tinged i swear charlie....
this one kitttuuuu on the street you barely could see as the kid was running around in the darker corner of the street and you were on the otehr side..... but that one feeeeeeeel i say !!!!!!!!
ayyyaaaaaaaa ek kitttuuuuuuuuuuuuu idhar aur ek whoooooo wala mera kitttuuuuuuuuuuuu i swear !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
like sirf naam kittuuu dalne se kittuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu thodi ban jaate nai charlie !!!!!!!
like after that moment thooo aur bhiii zorseeee that one rush of him....
and you sit there on one of the steps befor gate up the volume of his music and that beauuuuty of that place charlie....
like kaiseeeeeeeee every corner you see there he is .... like that place and THAT much youve lived him there in waaaaaaaaaaays !!!!!
and even decade after the waaay it just feels like it was yesterday that you lived him loooooooooooved him adoooooooored him there !!!!!!
its just that smthing that that place fills you up with.....
kittuuu on the street still after the dog and the waaaaay it was making you miss him all the more....
and thats when the driver comes walking by asking if you could leave as had to head home early that one day due to some work.....
bas udharich kasam khaa lee chipsssss :DDDD ke saaath jo bhii ho jtttaaaa difficult lage bas ab ki baaar gaadi seek he leti....
that was again a kasam of yesterday cause driving today was a disaster yet again !!!!!!
ye clutch kounnnnn banaya kiiiiiii kirkirii only i swear......
again not sure how things like these happen or it just a random coincidence.....
but whyyy of al the days just that day it happens....
still there walking around wit chips :D in hand and this one kid running around and behind a street dog and gate mein se awaaaaaz kitttuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu !!!!!!!!
ayyyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa that one sound i saaaaaaay !!!!!!!!
kitttuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu !!!!!!!!!!!!
jaise jittteeeee strings hai nai pooore andaaar tinggggggg bolkeeee they tinged i swear charlie....
this one kitttuuuu on the street you barely could see as the kid was running around in the darker corner of the street and you were on the otehr side..... but that one feeeeeeeel i say !!!!!!!!
ayyyaaaaaaaa ek kitttuuuuuuuuuuuuu idhar aur ek whoooooo wala mera kitttuuuuuuuuuuuu i swear !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
like sirf naam kittuuu dalne se kittuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu thodi ban jaate nai charlie !!!!!!!
like after that moment thooo aur bhiii zorseeee that one rush of him....
and you sit there on one of the steps befor gate up the volume of his music and that beauuuuty of that place charlie....
like kaiseeeeeeeee every corner you see there he is .... like that place and THAT much youve lived him there in waaaaaaaaaaays !!!!!
and even decade after the waaay it just feels like it was yesterday that you lived him loooooooooooved him adoooooooored him there !!!!!!
its just that smthing that that place fills you up with.....
kittuuu on the street still after the dog and the waaaaay it was making you miss him all the more....
and thats when the driver comes walking by asking if you could leave as had to head home early that one day due to some work.....
bas udharich kasam khaa lee chipsssss :DDDD ke saaath jo bhii ho jtttaaaa difficult lage bas ab ki baaar gaadi seek he leti....
that was again a kasam of yesterday cause driving today was a disaster yet again !!!!!!
ye clutch kounnnnn banaya kiiiiiii kirkirii only i swear......
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