Summer surprises.

The arrival of summer is like sage famine. Like a cursed blessing! It is only after the summer test that the rain falls. The cloud is the result of summer.

Crossing the lid of March, we have entered the march. The islands of frost-February-January are over. The signature, which remained hidden on the sidewalk in February, is seeking a cool farewell. The sun is beginning to experience a slight bitterness. The touch of the sun is less like a touch now. The sun changed or what? The lemons are gone ... the sacks have also become clothed ... The groom has been sleeping since Navpallav. The brightness of the sun is like mischief. Even if we neglect it, it is the task of sweetness to give sweetness. The lamb is finally washed in bath. The Chaitra's tiladi is erected on the slopes. The bride is glamorous as a flame flame !! There are a ton of fun about it. The rhythm of the slime shakes in the medium of the wind and the lyrics explode. Lipstickers are standing up! Like Neem Tempest Or do the temples agree on seeing the neem? Can't decide.

The rigidity of summer is helpless before the hump !! The crow is cheering. Champo knows the lamp is up! And Amrunjani's artillery is a gulatan ... Is the atmosphere surrounded or painted by Kokil Tohuk? Are spring luxuries a commercial or is spring a luxury? The splendor of spring is welcomed. Done ... Vasantrani has made the move. His steps have fallen and his honor has also increased. Spring works to make summer hardness a chore. Spring has introduced summer to the grandeur. Warm, bushy, the two trees are typical representatives of summer nature. At this time, the leaves are more ornamental than the leaves of both trees. If you look carefully you can think of floral trees.

The tree is pregnant. The purple is in the same state. Summer is taking off with menstruating throughout the atmosphere. Its glory is great !! Who's the hottest guy in the summer? The sounds of the trees, the heat, the lid, and the mangoes ... make the summer solstice. His affectionate expression reveals his taste, to Dordama. Mogra and shirish are also ready to train these trees. Gulmohor Nocturnal overlooking Mogara's Dust !! Shimla too becomes ready for a silky floral dress !! Mahudu is also eager to be a dhulido like a dandy. There is a fetus in the mango wells. Understanding the terminology of that moment, teaches his fetus the importance of sweetness !! The wind is slowing down to see the summer rainbow. The bride-to-be can not preserve her modesty, so her rurality is good !! In this turbulent situation, even the thunderstorms become eager to go to the life of the limdabhai !!

Bright falls that fall rain !! Hard to decide and say !! Lyme poetry, manga varati gulmohor - story of heat, if you want to hear it, you should leave on a summer trip. What a blessing it would be to see the tastes of summer travel! Blessed will be blessed. The shrimp are present in the depressions of the nematode ... It appears on the thighs that night and in the morning before the sight of anyone, the screaming scent of the neem disappears. The mango and the lemonade are in competition. Which bridegroom's glory is greater? Mango tries to be loved by the fruit. While all the pages of the neem note are full of poetry !! Summer gives the sweetness in the shade of the citrus ... and the sweetness of the mango fruit transforms into sweetness but also summer !! What a great surprise of summer !! Rigid itself but its salt is sweet !! Why would Cuckoo's sweet tune be heard this season?

Feeling of fever in the earth's nostrils. It's felt like ... the arrival of summer is like sage misery. Like a cursed blessing! It is only after the summer test that the rain falls. The cloud is the result of summer. The dust of the earth ascends and descends in the summer ... dancing. The summer is over. The shades of the earth's objects make the summer look smaller and smaller. When the sun goes home, the shadows become larger and the shadows smaller when the sun empires ... This summer is amazing. The fear of the sun being less afraid of the sun than saying that the sand of the earth, the sand of the river, is cool at night ... is the result of summer. Even if the love festival is celebrated in the month of Pagan, the note of love may be found in the fourth diary. Even if you did not enjoy the love feast, read the diary of Chaitra so that you would be blessed.

Sometimes the wind speed is slow, slow ... like a shy bride !! In the house of Chaitar, you can see the shame of this afternoon, even in the afternoon, the sun is floating on the vegetation !! Is the night of Chaitra in the sand of the river akin to intimacy or does it enjoy intimacy with the sand? That is why sand seems to be the most chilling primer. Sitting on the sand looks heavenly at night. On the night of the Chaitra, the lake descends to bathe the moon in the river water. The water becomes sacred by its bathing. Those who do not come out on the night of Chaitra do not understand the glory of Chaitra ... If you want to see God descend, you have to come out on the night of Chaitra ... it looks ... felt ... the night of Chaitra. It is God’s touch when it is cool to say, arranging the love of the day. As soon as the Chaitra arrives, the pulse of the day expands and the curves of the cuckoo run out of nowhere. From them are born brilliance. The sky looks bright in Chaitar, but deep peace is also seen in the depths ... there is no loss of welcome to the sun ... fields, shrubs, trees, sarita are welcomed, but the earth also rocks.