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Will My Dreams Ever Come True................?????????

When I saw her for the first time she was slim, shy, sincere, decent, punctual, still she is the same... I usually watch her very now and then as the moment I get free. I really want her to look at me...just once! However, the irony of life kills me. She never even give me a look, even a short and a simple glance back, this fact does not change my attitude towards her! I love her like anything.

'It's wonderful to be loved, but the best thing in the world is to be understood' God can't be so cruel to me....one day...hopefully....one day.....my dreams will come true...but still the only question that arises in my mind is that....will my dreams, ever come true.........???????

Pray for me... Happy weekend

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  1. The pic is so CUTE Man and even Cuter is your Innocence and the way you've written the post! Wish the best for you...

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  2. Well wish u all d luck man...but i would ask u to go ahead n ask her out...

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