Somewhere I heard,
"Issey phle hm bewafa hojyen
Kyun na ae dost hm Juda ho jyen
Tu bhi heere se ban gya h pathar
Hm bhi Kal Jane kya se kya hojyen."
And I realize it was time to bid goodbyes!
All night I've to wait for my parents to sleep. So that, I could smoke peacefully. I dont wish any parents should suffer thru such kind of issues. It's sad how they want to see me take a puff and catch me red handed.