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Mah-e-Ramadhan Mubarak!!!!!

Ramadhan Kareem Mubarak to all ya ppl out there!!!!!

With the arrival of shahr Ramadhan, something feels amiss.. some people say you can't miss something that is yours, as its yours..

i miss lots of things, lots of stuff.. lots of life..

i miss you waking me up for sehrii.. and i miss me putting the blanket over my head so that i just dont get out of the cosy blanket.. i was bad!!!

i miss it.. you'd come again to wake me up.. finally i wud get up!!!!! couldnt miss sehrii.. and if i dint get up, u were so good, u'd give m e water on my bed..

i miss that sehrii
when sometimes only the two of us would be having sehrii, all the family members would have done it at midnite.. it was fun.. i relish, and cherish each n every moment spent with you!!! life moves ahead, i don't.. i go back.. trace my own footsteps..

why cant any love in the world be like that?? its just one of its own kind...

we always wanted to see the moon together.. i blv thats where i got my love of seeing every moon, be it of the first nite, or the 14th..

life would be so different if only u were around.. i wud have applied henna to ur hands before eid.. my stance: i wont apply if u dont.. then, i'd take your hand, and apply... u never said no... then why did u say it that tiem when u had to leave..

may Allah bless all ppl this month, all marhums.. n all pppl living as well. Ameen

xxxxx
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Anonymous said…
ramadan mubarak...

you really miss her na? pray for her sweets.
Sat Sep 15, 06:54:00 PM
Anonymous said…
Oh, sweet memories–oh, sweet love,
come forward with abounding grace–with all your mighty power
bloom in full expression;
expand, enthrall, and overflow,
as we claim you–always ours.
Sun Sep 16, 01:44:00 PM
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