God of Ritual

I never loved the colour red.
I never like the myths of our Indian culture.

Always liked the ritual of black magic~~~

I fell for her real harder.
But I was nothing for her; Nothing means nothing.

She always liked the colour red.
And I hate that most.

I start liking the colour red,
And fell for her even hard.

And now I am in the pool of red colour and then she started to love me.

But I was not talking about the colour but the pool blood....

But what if I said my death is fake???

You know what.....

~~~~ MUSKAANEIN JHOOTI HAI~~~~