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Bold. Now his hands are itching to kill this Persia. END OF CHAPTER 13

Let the chaos of the night sweeten sin with a patchouli-embracing smell no dandier than a whispering ruba’i. Nobody has got this matter straight— Life... oh it’s the magical mystery kind! In the desert I could die loving the sand, the voice that touches the voiceless in every particle of dust, composed and collected, like the Eternal Painter. Where we come from and where we got to The Master of Fate wraps myths with the moon's squeaky hush, and sound to sound the rains of Iran shower

Shit! - Ary, what is it? What's going on? - I got scared. - I spilled water on the 14th century Persian carpet. - She cursed again, but quietly. - I'll have to wipe it up with something. Oh, shit! SHIT! I let out a laugh. - Look Ell, I'm going to hang up and try to clean up the mess I've made here. We'll talk later, okay? And girlfriend... - She hesitated. - Lock up tight. I don't like the idea of knowing you're there alone. It worries me.

guDiyaa Doll man men tarangen uTHne lagii hain Waves have begun to roll through my mind yeh kaisii yeh kaisii Of what sort, of what sort ab jaisii huun pahale nahiin thii I was never like this before main aisii main aisii I'm like this, I'm like this khilne lagii hain raahon men kaliyaan Buds have begun to bloom on the paths aankhiyaan DHuunDHe sapnon ki galiyaan My eyes seek the lanes of my dreams “Wow guys! This is our star performer.” Mandira said and I glared at her.

Meharbani jaate jaate mujh pe kar gaya Ghuzarta sa lamha ek daman bhar gaya Tere nazara mila, roshan sitara mila Taqdeer ki kashtiyon ko kinara mila Sadiyon se tarse hain jaisi zindagi ke liye Teri sohbat mein duayein hain usi ke liye Tere milna hai us rab ka ishara maano Mujhko banaya tere jaise hi kisi ke liye Ranvijay and Myra stood up from their places for pheras. They started taking their first phera. The priest told them the meaning of each pheras. Ranvijay and Myra took their vows. Everyone showered them with rose petals. After the seven-round and after taking the seven vows, they again sit in their places.

*“They didn’t bleed so the land would not, They asked instead of taking. They mended cracks with mortar, not spite, And chose the dawn for waking.”* Silence. Then the pup howled along, off-key. Ryn laughed. “It’s terrible.” “It’s honest,” Mira said. “I’ll learn the words as you live them. Day 18, Day 19, Day 100. If you keep choosing mornings, I’ll keep choosing that chorus.” Darius opened his ledger. “Write it down. So we remember what we’re singing for when it gets hard.” Mira wrote. Then looked at the keeper, who was still staring at her first knot.

he thought. "I'll do everything just to make you mine again, Blue." Just what the hell happened in the past? … You are my sunlight My moon in the night You make me feel right I love you, alright Reyan looked around the place as he continued to sing. You dye me with your colors And I dye you with mine Baby it's an honor Be loved by you so fine Different types of people... Reyan thought as he plucked his guitar fast. Every time... and everywhere. He thought.

Upon hearing the permission to start the three ladies on the stage who were silent from the time they arrived on stage starts fiddling the strings on their instruments The melody produced by the strings is heard in all corners of the garden along with the sweet voice of Princess Xiang. Wise men say Only fools rush in But I can't help falling in love with you Shall I stay? Would it be a sin? If I can't help falling in love with you Like a river flows Spzuiw om ovu luf Darling, so it goes Some things are meant to be So take my hand Take my whole life, too For I can't help falling in love with you For I can't help falling in love with you

****** SONG SEQUENCE STARTS****** phirta rahoon dar badar (I wander from door to door) milta nahi tera nishaan (yet I don't find any sign of yours) hoke judaa kab main jiya (how can I live separated from you) tu hai kahaan main kahaan (you are there, I am here) teri yaadon mein khoya rehta hoon (I am lost in your memories) mujhko dasti hai tanhaaiyan (my solitude hurts me) phirta rahoon dar badar (I wander from door to door) milta nahi tera nishaan (yet I don't find any sign of yours)

) "Sufi iska rang haaye, Is mein joh tera khwaab piroya, Is mein joh tera khwaab piroya, Neendein bani patang..." (It has a pious colour, When I weaved your dreams in it, When I weaved your dreams in it. Then my sleep flew away like a kite...) "Dil bharta nahi, Aankhen rajti nahi, Dil bharta nahi, Aankhen rajti nahi..." (My heart is never content, My eyes aren't tired of seeing you, My heart is never content, My eyes aren't tired of seeing you...) "Chahe kitna bhi dekhti jaaun, Waqt jaaye main rok na paaun..."