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Girl: I don't have a toll on my cheek
Boy: What will I do with the toll?
Girl: There is no sesame under the lips
Boy: I don't like sesame seeds
Girl: The color of Alta's skin is not mine
Boy: Your beauty is more expressed in the green color
Girl: I'm not very tall, little one
Boy: You're enough to measure my hardbeat
Girl: I don't have magical eyes like Tishara
Boy: I am no longer Farooqi, I would like eyes like Tishara
Girl: I can't speak well
Boy: You can fight. That will continue
Girl: I got angry with my words
Boy: I can break the anger
Girl: My nose is not as straight as the heroines
Boy: Good nose
Girl: I can't cook properly
Son: There is Nur Biryani
Girl: One day I will get old
Boy: Still I will love you
May this kind of love live forever in the heart of the worldπ₯°π₯°