The book narrates the story of 5 young boys and their journey.

lost, betrayal and sex.

इस कविता में वसंत ऋतु के प्राकृतिक सौंदर्य एवं मानव मन के स्वाभाविक स्थिति का चित्रण किया गया है।

This is a boy love story who never had this type of feeling before it. But he experiences something different In a Thai country. He who only understands love can be done between male and female and not between boy and boy, and girl and girl. When he had true love with Mew his life got change and think differently. The love is not about gender and sex It"s a feeling which is out of control when this feeling generate we can't control to fly in it. Let's see he will accept this love or not.

ज़िंदगी नही है तुम्हारे बिना, फिर भी जी रही हूं पता नही क्यों? क्यों छोड़ गए तन्हा मुझे, किया ऐसा क्यों?? हर वक्त आती है याद तुम्हारी, काश ले आऊं पकड़कर तुम्हे! सब तरफ देखने पर भी नही दिखते, क्या तुम नहीं करते याद हमे!! कब खत्म होगा जीवन ये मेरा, इसी इंतजार में बैठी हूं मैं! जब मिलूंगी तुमसे, तो फिर जी पडूंगी मैं!!! जल्दी आए वो दिन, जब हो जाए मिलन हमारा दोबारा! इसी इंतज़ार में हूं मैं, फिर जाने दूंगी न दोबारा!!!! मनुनिधि

ज़िंदगी नही है तुम्हारे बिना, फिर भी जी रही हूं पता नही क्यों? क्यों छोड़ गए तन्हा मुझे, किया ऐसा क्यों?? हर वक्त आती है याद तुम्हारी, काश ले आया पकड़कर तुम्हे! सब तरफ देखने पर भी नही दिखते, क्या तुम नहीं करते याद हमे!! कब खत्म होगा जीवन ये मेरा, इसी इंतजार में बैठी हूं मैं! जब मिलूंगी तुमसे, तो फिर जी पडूंगी मैं!!! जल्दी आए वो दिन, जब हो जाए मिलन हमारा दोबारा! इसी इंतज़ार में हूं मैं, फिर जाने दूंगी न दोबारा!!!! मनुनिधि

I was walking along the rain, Where I met a girl abandoned, Just like me she was full of regret, Her face filled with redness, Urging to burst out her tears, I approached her a few steps, She looked pale in her heart, I patted her back to console, She grabbed me tight and cried, "I'm at the last days of my life", As she said tears rolled down, My heart skipped a beat once, A reckless smile edged out at corner of my mouth, And I repeated worthlessly, "I will be withering too soon" Then I left.

This story is for test the functionality of the complete cycle of story creation

When I slit open her heart, My memories with her shone bright, In the midst of the drowning blood, I was sailing with her since we met. It was a deep dark in the night, Besides me was lying my love, I hold her tight in my arms, Her smell of hair made me fell apart. She slinged her fingers through my hair, My heart skipped a beat and started to race, I untied her pony and let her down, Back of her neck,felt her sweat. Her red lips filled with smile, Wetted with love, I followed my autumn's scent.

The brilliant students of our school are pirzada imad, aatif bin jaffer and suhaib altaf they all scored 240/240 in class 8th they are the unique students of our school