It's a year ago. Suddenly, one night I noticed that my roommate is chatting with someone in the hands of the mobile, simultaneously his eyes are wobbling in two water! She wiped tears of tiny shirts with her turban.
Studying the university is like a boy pressing the mobile and crying ... It is very strange! Keeping the curiosity, I said in normal voice, "What is the ray?"
He is not talking about anything. There is silence. Looking at the red screen in the red screen and typing.
"Oh, what the hell is going on!"
I said a little emphasis and said,
"You know, Sejguti is a very good friend of mine, I have been chatting with him almost all day, how much do we talk about, how much smile, mockery, murder, with him ..."
I said, "I am good, so what are you?"
"Look, I'm still chatting with him, but he's just not chatting with me, Ray ... is doing with his boyfriend."
I shouted a little and said, "Abe hala, with her boyfriend and chatting you can do it so much scratching?"
He could not answer my question. The helpless eyes looked at me only once. Some questions can not be answered. But I could understand the answer. She wanted, she should only be chatting with her, she should be surrounded by her whole episode of time. But the reality is different. It is hard to tell when it comes to mixing with someone that the love for Maya is created. Really a lot of trouble! Someone who is absolutely silly or crazy in someone's eyes, to someone it's a great place to emotion.
The boy has to wipe the eyes. Chatting is in full swing! But the girl in the neighborhood does not know anything about them! What's strange is not it? There is no love in the strange type of love in the world. What a strange incident of love that is happening around us every single time ...
I could not understand what I said. I have never heard such a simple and childish word in front of a boy. But I saw the child's love overflowing for that girl. I saw the pain and pain of seeing my love share with others.
It may not be available to anybody at all. The girl may not know anything at all. Still some love will survive. Silent, silly or stupid ...
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