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Aisha Mehra

Why couldn’t life be like storybooks?

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Aisha Mehra

And one day, we will be out of this mess
and will laugh on these days. #onday#outofthis#mess
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Aisha Mehra

 I will sparkle my blessings on the sky of your sins....

I will sparkle my blessings on the sky of your sins....

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Aisha Mehra

 so what?

so what?

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Aisha Mehra

 wish..
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Aisha Mehra

 White colour shirt and knee length skirt.
With a high tale pony, I used to look lovely.
Those were the days, I miss the most.
Sitting on the desk, beside my friend
With one notebook on the desk, me writing on the right and she on the left.
I still remember those days, I loved the most.
Childhood love stories and those blushing cheeks.
Playing football together and cheering for each other.

White colour shirt and knee length skirt. With a high tale pony, I used to look lovely. Those were the days, I miss the most. Sitting on the desk, beside my friend With one notebook on the desk, me writing on the right and she on the left. I still remember those days, I loved the most. Childhood love stories and those blushing cheeks. Playing football together and cheering for each other.

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Aisha Mehra

 I tried my best to look into her eyes.
The girl who was sitting in the seat of mine.
A red  bag she was holding in her hand
and a kind of fear, she was trying to escape.
Fed up with my own life, I tried to avoid.
Her golden eyes were still haunting me 
but I don't know why
maybe some connection was there, just like the attraction I felt somewhere.

I tried my best to look into her eyes. The girl who was sitting in the seat of mine. A red bag she was holding in her hand and a kind of fear, she was trying to escape. Fed up with my own life, I tried to avoid. Her golden eyes were still haunting me but I don't know why maybe some connection was there, just like the attraction I felt somewhere.

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Aisha Mehra

 life of a soldier..

life of a soldier..

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Aisha Mehra

 tu pdhna muzhko tab tk

tu pdhna muzhko tab tk

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Aisha Mehra

 how it really feels?

how it really feels?

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Aisha Mehra

 #midnight thoughts always kill..

#Midnight thoughts always kill..

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