Oh! Who told you I'm perfect?

 Oh! Who told you I'm perfect? I never! I'm epitome of flawed. Even you are not an angel and not saying to live with those divine rays. I've my own demons and you have yours too! Don't be in these complexities. I'm as  simple as my Biryani recipe and may be you too! 

 But in between don't limit your life to those jewelleries, candies, flowers to be perfect which can be afforded by anyone. Everyone has those printed papers to buy those fragrances for anyone. Any random guy can hold your hands and an unknown one can text you in your midnights. Everyone is now celebrity! And may be they all are perfect in their own and why not to be when they all have their own stories in which they all are living with 'Cracked-Broken' heart, sufferings that never find out for what? 

  But still I'm standing in those streets with my imperfections, without flowers, candies, jewelleries! 

 And will not gonna text you! All my heart. 

 All I have to give you is just me!

 To make you perfect! 

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