the colour of love

I like rose

The color of red

It smells pleasant

It makes me fresh

I like thinking

The color of dark & bright

It smells rigorous

It makes me to fly

I like flowers

The color of beauty

It smells love

It makes me sensitive

Every one like what they like

But none likes everything…….

That all of us like

I like this likes of people

With the same personality but different mentality

It is a hetero –homo interaction of our possession

                                                                                N.MURSIDHA FATHIMA

                                                                                  I-H.Sc NFSMD