aaj tuje batatuin kyon

main babu/ apma ke itna bond hoon….mera bachpan guzra babu apma ke pyar mein…i used to sleep in babus bed apma/babu used to call me hiramani …bhaijaan used to call me amani…ankh khuli babu/apma ki goud mein…..bepanah pyar karte the babu apma mujse…

unse jitna bond hai naa voh kisi fucking behen se nahin ho sakta it was a fucking natural bond dayen…selfless and unwavering…

maa ke baad main apma se be inteha mohabbat karti hoon….arre main toh order karke aisa hakoba ka shrt pcs bhejiye aisi saree is color ki aise usmein kalabattu ke rings daalwa ke mangwati thi….

apma mujse kitna pyar karte the uski misaal nahin…miss her daily….

afsos main unke liye kuch naa kar saki naa bachon ke liye hum khud gharib the kya karte…

you can never compare to my apma dayen…sirf behen ban jane se kuch nahin hota muje toh apma chahiye aaj bhi…

khudgharz nahin the apma begharz tha unka pyar….aur main ehsan faramosh nahin