I was listening to Chopin and observing people in the café. This café is very small and there’s nothing special there, but why do I love it? I love it because of its name.
You can’t just define love as a single kind of relationship right. Human relationships, they are on an infinite spectrum of emotions. You can’t just label them.
The author is a fan of Devanand. He throws light upon life, work and achievement of Devanand. He explains how he made up his mind to act in films.
The author saw the super hit movie ” Mera Saya ” with his family and that of his friend and his wife renamed as Jhumki. He came in contact & enjoyed with.
He started climbing the rickety steps towards the mezzanine floor of Mazda Talkies towards his projector room. It was a rigorous activity for him.
Delilah was a popular Screen Queen. But, Delilah drowned doing something she loved, and her death tape from the camera was hacked and spread around the world.
He was practically luring me into it and I could not stand the lust of it. It was dangerous but if I go through this I’ll be forever living the dream.
Instead of making a film on social networking…. Please work on our story and name it as My 1st and her last Love story… She said with a smile.
I have never seen this man before. He puts his helmet back on while I look at him with my mouth gaping at him. He rides away
He opened his eyes and slowly looked down. There he was shocked, to see the ghost he saw in the film. He screamed and ran, but the ghost grabbed him.