Destination of love-I

October 16,2020

Part-01

Since when have I been calling!

Does anyone sleep so much?

Didn't you hear the phone call?

Or was the phone silenced?

God knows where your sleep comes from!

Anyway,

- Get up now.

-U-M-M-M-M

-U-M-M what ??

- Only 8 o'clock. Ah, why are you doing that?

Don't know, today is Friday, let me sleep ... please Lakshmi!

- No, you slept a lot. Get up now.

-Aha, don't let me sleep any more!

- Won't you get up? Or should I leave? - 'Debolina' said in a slightly harsh voice.

- Hearing this, Shrabon jumped up from the bed and sat down.

Surprised and asked, I mean go?

- "Where are you now?"

- "In front of your house."

- "Why in front of the house?"

- "Can you tell me everything on the phone while I'm standing here? You come out fresh

- Well, I'm coming right now.

- And yes...listen

-Yes

- Wear Punjabi today and then come ...

'Debolina' hung up the phone.

Shrabon and Debolina have been in love for a long time.

The girl is pretty crazy. One-sided nature.

Very polite. Very fickle nature.

Sometimes sitting with extreme arrogance.

When Shravan goes in front of him, he himself speaks less and listens more. Then he got lost in his talking.

When he looked into Debelina's eyes, he fell in love again and again.

He himself does not know what is hidden in his eyes.

As good as Shravan is, when he comes to Debelina, he becomes better than her.

The knife of desire that cuts like a blade instantly, the invisible mantra that goes to him, all those desires hide their face inside the restrained covering of the body like the body of a cool snail.

Debbie is not just about all her being.

Love is a big responsibility. Big risk; Great pain.

The sea of ​​love stormed. Hundreds of people were lost in that storm. Can't find cool.

The boat sank. But still, straight, with all the force the oars are on; He who loves is not afraid - for love he can do many things beyond his means.

When people love, they become subject to their own love. Then it does not have its own entity.

Love is like a pet bird that does what it is told to do.

All the love around Debelina is numb to the heart. A narale-charalei ‌ the heart beats. They are full of love and affection like a moutussi bird.

"- Freshened up and looked out the window - Shravan.

A slice of sun is coming and touching the small creeping trees in front. Dew has accumulated on the trees. A couple of dew drops are falling.

Wearing a Punjabi watch from one side of the bed, the watch fell off and Shrabon came out.

A rickshaw pulled out of the house and a girl was standing next to it. Yes, that's 'Debolina'

'Debolina' is feeling pretty good today. Looks so beautiful. I have never seen such an outfit. Went to the front.

Hello Mr. So out now?

I've been waiting for that ever since!

- Isn't that so? Waiting for only 5 minutes, since when?

- Isn't that right, sir? Do you think you have a watch? I don't think so!

Look, I've been waiting 6 minutes.

- Oh well 6 minutes? Shrabon smiled and said he could never fight with you.

- There has been a lot of talk, now get on the rickshaw.

- Well, where are we going today? - 'Shrabon' looked at 'Debolina' and said.

-Oh. Can't say. You can read and see for yourself, no words. Shut up!

'Shrabon' got into the rickshaw, raised his hand and picked up Deblina.

Listen, it feels good to be in a hurry. When you get dressed, the blood flow in the veins of my body stops - said Shrabon again as usual.

'Shrabon' kept thinking in my mind, what is the secret of getting dressed so much today!

To be continued...

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