God of Ritual
I never loved the colour red. I never like the myths of our Indian culture. Always liked the ritual of black magic~~~ I fell for her real harder. But I was nothing for her; Nothing means nothing. She always liked the colour red. And I hate that most. I start liking the colour red, And fell for her even hard. And now I am in the pool of red colour and then she started to love me.But I was not talking about the colour but the pool blood.... But what if I said my death is fake??? You know what..... ~~~~ MUSKAANEIN JHOOTI HAI~~~~…
