I just wanted to remember my MJHT, the smiles and blushes it distributed. For me MJHT was my inspiration for dreaming and writing.
I miss everything of that beautiful journey, the romance, the nok jhok, the love, the fights, the ego clashes, the ambitions, the laughter .. everything .. MJHT .. 9'o clock and my cane chair!! ❤️ . I miss that beautiful time of my life, i miss that cold winter nights when i used to quietly sneak out of my study room and beg my parents to let me watch one serial .. i miss waiting for new trailors .. i miss being scolded for watching all the repeats .. i miss those excited phone calls i used to have with my frnds after the episodes .. i miss that bonding of relations , i miss that frndship, i miss that love .. i miss my Mayank & Nupur.
I miss it and it wont ever come back even!!.
palkon k peche hai chupa .. ik sapna dil ka ..
. ❤️