Love is like confecting the castles of cards, painted with the vibrant colours of dreams and passions. It has no warps and woofs. Rather its aroma spreads in the thin air, mingling its presence all around. Their gazes stumbled into the deep, dark oceans of the black orbs, submerging completely into each other's warmth of 'Love'. With a lingering smile, fluttering hearts and hovering souls, together they build their Castles of Dreams just like assembling the cards properly into a beautiful manor. Will the garden of their castle bloom into the buds of cordial or they will be toppled down with a blow of wind? The Carved anecdotes of 'Tasher Ghar'..... Starting on : 28.10.23
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