Flatter me ,and I may not believe you.
Criticize me, and I may not like you.
Ignore me, and I may not forgive you.
Encourage me, and I will not forget you.
Love me, and I will be forced to love you.
Once There Was A
Hungry Kutta
He Stole A Peice Of
Boti By Chacha Diimu
Shop
Then He Durki Lai &
Reach Ob Th Bridge
Of Naala
He Saw Another Kutta
In Water With Boti
His Thoughts Were
Kuttian Aali
He Maari Jo Chaal Wich
Tey He Lost His Own
Boti
The breeze has awakened the earth, and sun has coloured our world. The birds have added melody to the morning & I hope I am not late to wish you Gud Morning
