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"আকাশ ছুঁতে না চায় সে, আকাশ হয় যে নিজে,
স্বাধীন তার ইচ্ছে গুলো, শুধু জয়ের পথই খোঁজে।"


© ভূত

Minnidum Kannilae Ennavo Ulladhae
Sollamma
Sollamma
Nenjilaadum Minnal Kodi...!!!
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❤️

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❤️

Life rarely follows the path we meticulously plan for ourselves.

Instead, it unfolds in ways we often cannot predict, guiding us toward experiences, people, and places that shape who we are meant to become.

Every unexpected twist, every detour, every challenge carries a purpose, even if it isn’t clear at the moment.

The beauty lies in surrendering to the journey, trusting that each step—even the unplanned ones—leads us exactly where we’re meant to be.



Good evening ✨


❤️

You were destined for Me,

as if the stars themselves whispered Your name into My heart. ✨

You were created just for Me,
the love of My life is written with Your name in My soul.

Every heartbeat, every breath, every dream
seems to have been written to lead Me to You.

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My heart has always known You❤️



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Good afternoon ✨




❤️

I am Your Moon

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loving You in silence,
and waiting to light up Your sky again.

You are My Sun,
and I… am forever Your Moon. ❤️



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Good noon ☀️





"Pudhumalar Thottathil" is a soft, romantic song that speaks about the beauty of falling in love. It compares new love to fresh flowers in a garden — untouched, pure, and full of life.

The words make you feel how deep and true their connection is, without needing anything loud or dramatic.

He wishes to remain even if the whole world turns to ashes — just to be there for her. He wants to be the only one who truly understands her face, her breath, her presence.

Not out of possession, but because his love for her is sacred, personal, and pure. Her smile feels like a festival of flowers, her glance pulls him into a dream, and their love feels like the very first rain — gentle, magical, unforgettable.

All he desires is to belong to her, to beauty not just seen, but felt deeply. It’s a love that asks for nothing, but gives everything — quiet, intense, and eternal.
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