Love.
Love has many different meanings to many. What we call love has defined us, controlled us, broke us, mend us and killed us.
Love has been a game played by manipulators.
Love has been a safe space for pretenders.
Love is a word we use to express an emotion that we do not know how to use or control.
Love.
We know nothing about Love.
The love that we think we know, is not from looking in the mirror, it's from looking at someone else.
Let me tell you a bit about Love.
~Tori
🎶🎶Yun tera muskurana, Aur aake chale jaana
Kismat ka hai khul jaana
Tera Deedar Hua, Pehla sa pyar hua
Pehli hi baar hua iss dil ko
Naa toh inqaar hua
Naa hi iqraar hua
Jaane kya yaar hua iss dil ko🎶🎶
Hello Everyone!
This is the fourth Book in Short Story Collection!!!!
With new journey, new characters and new affection!