My dear
Raga,
"You
don’t have to drive any BMW or Mercedez or Skyline to be gorgeous. Be an imam
in prayers. That’s how I define gorgeous. You don’t have to have nice voice and
hush me with lovely songs to woo me. Recite the Kalamullah, Al Quranul kareem.
That’s how i would melt. You don’t have to be rich for me to love you."
Sincerely,
Your love,
Jiwa.
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