Monday, February 3, 2020

Sunhara jalal..

..this story begins in the backdrop of  a cold dark night,ì when  a young  woman  crossing  the defences street comes to hit him , there was power cut , he had heard the sound of her echoing footsteps of her crispy sandals approach  from a distance,  but he could not see in the darkness who was running towards him to collude, and he was not certain  of the accurate situation 

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