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Aura of my friend is weird by zabbar khan [This book represents my past life, The values that we learn in teen moreover it will help you to recall your childhood] I was studying with her from kg, But i know her after invention of 3G. I am a jolly fellow from childhood, But she paid no attention even i stand stood. "I wanted to change my mood But her image in my brain still stand stood" She is not so beautiful, But her expression make her look like a fool. I had remembered the day of Geo class, In class 8 when i was just behind her, Her finger touched my cheek and I wanted her happiness to seek. Our story was like a dumb with full of twist, But my heart was becoming cold and mist. I can,t believe our friendship can go back and fro, She is good or bad,why to judge so? "So i wanted yo change my mood, But her image in my brain still stand stood." The reason why she touch can be trap, Feeling ashame to say but it was a slap. Her massive slap i always enjoy , For her i was like a toy. I enjoy this not because i feel her good, Now also i bang my head ,at that time why i stand stood. i was a boy slapped by every beauty of my class, but when they slap, i always give a massive pass. "for her newton third law become transactive, Every action from her didn't become reactive. So, again i wanted to change my mood, But her image in my brain still stand stood." As time passed i used to call her moti, Shock to know she took it as a shooti. I was fully mesmarised by her glittering eye , And i started to see her with a shy. My whole attention was trap, And i wanted to be free from her grab. "again i wanted to change ,my mood but her image in my brain still stand stood"
Aura of my friend is weird
