Super Women (Part-8)

Before sleeping, mirror to see himself in the mind of all the young. She's craving mirar inside. That's the job he never did. Hair Bandhe Walking Walk | That's when he sings the Gano of Bumble. He never learned the song, but the two could make a simple tone well.

Today she sits in front of the mirror.

Great Mirror. An inch full of Belgium glass. The front closest appears to be head to toe. Mansuruddin, on the girl's ninth birthday, the mirror dubleshilane her gift — rose once in front of mirror Dandabi and talked to herself.

Mira was shocked – what would you say?

Ask yourself questions.

Why do you need a mirror to ask yourself?

He was annoyed that he had a pain. You're in front of me.

Mira stamped the smile and said, ' Your birthday, you're shouting at me. Is it dad right? There's still time. Turn the rebuff.

How will it divert the rebuff?

Put the ball back in the face – that's it.

So did he.

Mira's birthday gift has resurfaced in front of this huge mirror but never questioned himself. It's always been silly to mirror the whole thing to extrapolate questions. Today, must he asked a question. Looking at your picture a long time, he said, "Mira Devi, how are you?"

Mirror Mira Devi laughed at the answer to the question and said, well.

Why is Iker Lagachhen after the hunk? That means you're not particularly good.

Well, you give up Iker. I'm good.

Very well?

Yes very good.

Why not Gachen songs if it's too good? If you have a good heart, you sing to the tune. Let's see a song now.

Mira Bumble makes the Guyle –

Dharite, do not let me go and do this.
Life is dying with happiness by landlords Dharib Zaraye on the chest.

The songs dulainer more rehearsals. The work girl came and said the big SAB to Aponere. He stopped the Mira song and he swallowed a little breath. A few days ago, he was scared. I don't know when Daddy sends him. He's been in this House for 24 days. This chabibash not speak to the father in a day. It seems to be today. Dad's head is right now. Logic clear. Except Ecticare logic. Like a one-eyed deer. Here's the problem.

Dad Deckesh?