Happy ngawarl were the outcome of the ball. I lovingly wore my beautiful deb frock with pride, and which was gifted to me by my puwan, but unfortunately, he didn’t live to see the result. Spiritually I felt his loving presence. His memory is forever tucked away in my puthanj. ngawarl – tears • puwan – brother • puthanj – heart
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