My days feel different,
There is a newness in the air,
Not just about my friends,
I have more stories to share.
The more I want to tell,
The more I want to hide,
Keep it under wraps,
Or show off with pride.
Goin’ about town together,
Meeting new friends,
Exploring each other’s lives,
And the promise of new lands.
We can be stupid together,
Take a break from all that wise,
Evenings full of laughter,
Stolen kisses and all things nice.
‘Hello, I am PB’
That’s all I used to say,
Hoping for a change of story,
And some more new things today.
A splash of my life... 
Oo la laa oo la laaa tu hai meri fantasyyy. I don’t know why, but this song started playing in my head when i read this. Chuna na Chuna na Chuna na Chuna na ab mein jawan ho gayiii.
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Aisi ashleelta mere blog pe??
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Whats brewing 😛
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Abhi ke liye tea. 😀
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LOL 😛
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Is this a wish or a statement?
P.S: Why is Moo not khayali pulaoing anymore 😦
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Haha yeh toh waqt hi batayega.
Because Moo is being a lazy Moo.
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oooooh
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🤗
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Love the suspense in your words. Wishing you the best in whatever you’re up to.
P.S.- The song playing on my mind: Kuch to hua hai (Kal Ho Na Ho)
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Badli hui si, saari fiza hai…🎵 🤗
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Beautiful poetry….some date is on the cards I see 🙂
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Haha! Thank you!
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