what is love?

Girl - Well, if I get married then I will get married

what will you do ?

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Boy - what else? Will forget

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Girl - really ?? Are you parva (Sadly)

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Boy - Of course. But before you forget me yourself.

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Girl - never

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Boy - guys, then.

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Listen;

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I will remember only a few days after the wedding, but for a very short time. Then you will be busy with busy time. It's time to get acquainted with everyone, talking, taking photos.

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Time to go home after seven to eight days after marriage. Occasionally I will remember when sitting in rickshaw and holding your hand or tapping flowers on my hair.

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The wedding month will go to honeymoon.

Sitting on a sea coast, she will spend some romantic time and think that it might be better not to marry me. This will be cut in a few months. Own a small family. Maybe the family will be bigger in a small family.

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Now let me say: When you are handed over to others, I may be in another world. Nicotine and drug addiction will consume me in a way. Occasionally there will be water from the eyes of two droplets. Looking at the display of the mobile, I will spend the whole night and say, people do not get what they want.

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The next day, they will be more dangerously cut. The moments spent with you will lead me to the last boundary of hardship. There will be a time when the family, society will separate me. Then my friend will be dark. Maybe mother can sometimes come and understand.

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This will be cut in a few months or years. There will be a time when I have to spread myself all the time again. Then maybe get a good job and release my father. And after some time, maybe marry a girl and have a little family where there will be some dreams.

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But believe that one day will come when my "and" and your "and" both are sleepy. I'll stay awake you and I I will remember those days. Two drops of water will flow from the eyes. Oops will have to sleep. They have their school again tomorrow and my office ....

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Though the texts are myths, this is the rule of reality ...