Untitled( Blanked love)

Untitled The night was dark and cold, just like his tone. He began to feel very meaningless at that moment.When he told her in a harsh and arrogant tone, "He doesn't have time to listen to the nonsense that she used to do to get her attention. Life is not a movie, everything is beautiful and perfect When the veil is lifted, everything is bright and when the veil falls, everything is over. This is the story of love In which love is a string tied to the tree of purpose which is broken by begging for attention and feeling, And to connect it, you have to tie it again with the rope of purpose. Because this story is the story of a man and a woman in which one has to bow before the purpose, not love. And then in return you get a cold and dark night which freezes your existence and man sleeps a long sleep wrapped in a blanket of indifference. And then no one can wake him from this sleep.Because hands and hearts are always empty and restless with love wrapped in purpose. Bushra Durrani