I open my locker and something falls out, a photo. I pick the piece of paper off the ground. Its a photo of me. I think nothing about it.
Till I started to get more photos of me. Everywhere. Someone is stalking me
I open my locker and something falls out, a photo. I pick the piece of paper off the ground. Its a photo of me. I think nothing about it.
Till I started to get more photos of me. Everywhere. Someone is stalking me
When shrivi goes home after a long time. Who doesn't have her parents' love and family's love for some reason.
She had support from her grandmother & her bava shriyan varjarpati. They both love her...