I cannot say what the blind Pushpanari Mohini know. The Chakshe is not askew, and sannasikeo like me have been enmeshed in it. I remember Kariyachilam, after Labangaltar, and never valbasib. Manushyer contain is useless! Stay away, easily, by this blind Pushpanari by Mohit Hilam.
In Kariyachilam, Life is the from Catibay of the Amabsar of the night – suddenly it is. I have to Kariyachilam Jibansindhu Satariyai in the mind, Subarnosetu Dekhilam in front of me suddenly. Kariyachilam, this desert is Dagadhakshetra, there is always Nandankanan Anja Bossile. I have no bounds in my happiness. The joy of the dark Guhamdhye that he has lived in, all of a sudden, if this Suryakiranasamul Rupallab Monushyaloke is established, is the joy that I have. The joy of Paradhin Parpidrita Dasanudas, if he was suddenly Sarbeswar sovereign, is the pleasure of that. Rajneer like Janmandha, suddenly his eyes futille that joy, rajanike Valbasia is my pleasure!
But I cannot tell you what to do. I'm a thief! On my back, the fire letter reads that I am a thief! On the day when the night comes, I will ask that the will. What is the matter with Will? He is blind and does not know anything. But call, I chahiteshi to be happy in the world. It may be that when I pariyachhi, it falvog the Apekshao of the serious Dushkarya-and why? I baliachilam to Labangaltar, all talk rajanike will, but the word has not come out. will now.
