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Look at this, the very cute pic of ours You remember the doll?? She used to sing our chorus.. Early in the morning, after we got up We started our games and gave others a lot of trouble.. From the very childhood, till the last day of teens We never really fought and the deep bond of friendship we've seen.. Funny where those days when we went to their farm and peeped And then on the top of their terrace self-made songs we did sing.. With those songs we used to dance our own dances To be mischievous and trouble the people with our nuisances we did not miss any chances.. Be it my first day in school or the last day of college, you've seen it all We also fought with the teachers but never had a fall... Spent vacations together, did lots of creepy things Most memorable the gobar attack, I wish if I had those reels.. We've seen each other not only at our best Even at the worst of us, we forgot all the rest.. Cherishing those day a lot, remembering the rejoice We are still togeth...

Raavana- The Man of my Dreams Tall and handsome,the noble man with morale and ethics, one who would shower me with all love of the universe. One, who would make me feel butterflies every time I see him. One who would make me go head over heels, protect me and save me from every danger possible. One who would fight for me and stand by me no matter what. The one who would respect me and not let others disrespect me. The one who would trust me and have faith in me, listen to me and not care about what the world will say. The man of my dreams and the man of all other girls dreams. Being a Hindu and being brought up here. Living in a culturally and traditionally rich society, we're often told stories about the Ramayana, the Mahabharata, the Bhagwat Geeta-- about how the people bless the newly wed couple and compliment them like they seem so much in love like "Radha-Krishna", may they be forever together in all good times and in bad like "Sita-Ram" did. We ce...