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Mazya heart madhi kahitri feel hotay.

Mala song aikat nap ghyala aavdt. Mg mala ajun songs suggest kra. Soft, depressed, romantic.

Didn't thought my post would be deleted by moderator. So I deleted too. Got idea of what no to post.

So her name is Ananya. The story is about marriage of my mama and mami.

So my mama and mami met a 2 year ago where my mama worked. You can say it was love at first sight for both of them but their path didn't cross much so they didn't get enough time with each other to fell deep in love. But after a month idk how but I learned that my mama was dating her. And I was okay with her... not only okay. She was close buddy to me. So time went by (idr how many months) and talk of my mama's marriage started. So my मावस आजी brought a proposal for my mama and my mama said no and then my mami's subject was brought in front of the family. They like my mami but there was one problem, she was Christian. So fights, arguments and other things happened. But at the end they had to say yes.so my mama and mami got married a year ago. And after three months the news came😆. And between the 9 months as every celebration, ritual, that was awesome. And when the baby came I was sooo happy, finally a baby sister and I can be a better big brother. ( I'm a good big brother but my cousin sister was only two year younger than me.).

She's sooo cute. I don't want any boy to look at her. And I'm tired of hearing elders saying "my future wife". I don't understand who invented this kind of bullsh*t. Like guys marrying your mama's daughter or girls marrying aunt's son. Like i see her as my sister .

So I was coming back from pimpri cause, my mama and mami had a daughter a month and 9 days ago ( she's now 40 days old ). And we took her to my आजोळ, which is दिवे गाव. I'll tell fun part when I post other photos and stories.

So I was coming back from pimpri and this petrol pump is near my village. There were 7-8 two wheelers so me and my father were waiting for our turn ( my mother and brother came in cab ). Out of blew this guy came with his scooty and stopped alongside ours. So when our turn came he moved his scooty forward. My father told him nicely. But this guy talked back. Called my father who is his uncle's age by "तु". My father started getting irritate by the guy's tone of speaking, but my father didn't loose his composure and still talked politely. So when our our turn came, I got down from our scooty and stood a little far from the two wheelers. And opened the phone and started taking photos secretly but the guy was facing other way do I didn't get chance to catch his face, but when I was taking photo of his number plate he turned his face towards me. So I acted like I was scrolling. I couldn't get his number plate's photo cause my phone's camera is not good ( not fully mine, originally my mother's) .

I should have started recording when he was talking rudely. On his damn face. I want his social media accounts and wanna teach him a lesson by commenting on his post or reel. You might think it's not good thing to do, then put yourself in my shoes.

I came to my "मामाच्या गावा". Can't say gaon, it's a city though, pimpri chinchwad. It costs 40rs.