Everyone in house was happy with the arrival of Samaira. She looked like them , it was only Arista who couldn’t accept her as her neice.
You want something you see it there but before you can take it the shop of life closes or someone else gets it before you want it .
The story has just begun and now I know if it is not love then it also not friendship. May be in between some where.
These are the memories I have till I forget how to breathe ,
Loud are my feelings though it never reach to you,But it’s just mine and will rest by my soul,
Though we never talked but his voice and appearence used to make happy . It was like a special feeling.