Maisha's life One day a boy, a girl loved a lot. The girl's name was Maisha. The girl lived in the city. And the boy's house was in the village. He used to study in the city. He liked a girl while he was studying, they used to go to different places and tell stories. He almost talked to his older sister while telling stories. Because his elder sister was very talented. And Aryan was also very talented. Aryan is the boy's name. He liked Misha's Smell a lot and Maisha always used Smell. The boy liked Maisher Smell the most. But one day Aryan's father fell ill and he met Maisha and returned home to the village. I never talked to Maisha while she was at home, because there was no use of mobile phone then. Meanwhile, on the way home, Maisha had an accident, then Maisha and her parents all went to another place. Then he didn't talk to Aryan anymore, and Aryan treated his father and moved to the city. His result is out and his job is done. But I can't find Maisha anymore. Looking for a lot. Maisha goes home. Jingles also from the house next to them, but they can't say anything either. But he doesn't get Maisha anymore. Eventually he goes to work, looking for Maisha there too. But does not get. Suddenly one day he gets the smell of a smell. And chases after him, and sees the scent coming from a girl in his office. Talk to the girl and offer her. And he agrees. And he says to the girl, I lost a smell before, now I will not lose this smell anymore. When he goes to their house to propose marriage, he sees Maisha. Now Maisha and Aryan face off. He is saying that he will not marry anyone other than Maisha and today he has come up with the proposal of his elder sister. The girl that Aryan came up with is Maisha's older sister. Which is what Maisha always told Aryan. Finally Maisha stands silently. And Aryan comes out of the house, what will he say, he is silent, because he is wrong. He fell in love with someone else before he got Maisha back. Maisha is still sick. His life ended here. This is how hundreds of loves are lost. Today he says, he loves ... tomorrow he will say he loves. True love is hard to find.