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Terribly Tiny Tales

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Came across this post of one fan of Shahrukh, & could not resist to post here for you guys to read. :cool: Its written in 2019. I keep it as its without any change.


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Terribly Tiny Tales

25 June 2019 ·
Dear Shah Rukh Khan,
I don't like you one bit. No, not at all. It is because of you that I looked for my Raj during every train ride and each journey turned into a major disappointment as the only ones that I met were coughing uncles and crying infants.
It is because of you that I, a woman in her 20s still cries like a baby while watching Kal Ho Na Ho for the 50th time. I’m not embarrassed to be honest.
It is because of you that friendship bands became cool and countless nights were spent wishing upon shooting stars. It’s you who made me believe that if Veer could spend 22 years in jail for Zara, my crush could at least text me back.
See, I am not a teen anymore. I know things in life don't happen by wishing upon stars. I know that boys and girls can be just friends, and that pyaar isn't always dosti. I know that love doesn't always arrive, while playing mandolin in the background. It is much quieter, much simpler. I know that you cannot dance in sleeveless blouses and chiffon sarees on snow-capped mountains, if you wish to come back alive. I know that not every father lets his daughter get on the train.
Yet, I also find myself reciting your dialogues in tough times, overcoming my failures by mumbling, “Haar ke jeetne waale ko baazigar kehte hai.”
And somewhere, deep down in my heart, I still call out to my lovers inwardly chanting, "Palat, Palat!”
I know that no one will turn, I know that a dialogue won’t change my defeats into victories. But in that moment, that faith is all I need.
Thank you SRK, for the dreams, the ever open arms, and for single-handedly giving birth to unrealistic expectations of romance.
And I know that if a man can make a crowd of thousands cry every time he sheds a tear on screen, he'll always hold the power to make us believe in love and a lot more. For even the best of the cynics, will always need a little bit of magic. Happy 27 years Shah - here's hoping 27 more.
~Shruti Sonal
#27YearsOfSRK
 
Came across this post of one fan of Shahrukh, & could not resist to post here for you guys to read. :cool: Its written in 2019. I keep it as its without any change.


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Terribly Tiny Tales

25 June 2019 ·
Dear Shah Rukh Khan,
I don't like you one bit. No, not at all. It is because of you that I looked for my Raj during every train ride and each journey turned into a major disappointment as the only ones that I met were coughing uncles and crying infants.
It is because of you that I, a woman in her 20s still cries like a baby while watching Kal Ho Na Ho for the 50th time. I’m not embarrassed to be honest.
It is because of you that friendship bands became cool and countless nights were spent wishing upon shooting stars. It’s you who made me believe that if Veer could spend 22 years in jail for Zara, my crush could at least text me back.
See, I am not a teen anymore. I know things in life don't happen by wishing upon stars. I know that boys and girls can be just friends, and that pyaar isn't always dosti. I know that love doesn't always arrive, while playing mandolin in the background. It is much quieter, much simpler. I know that you cannot dance in sleeveless blouses and chiffon sarees on snow-capped mountains, if you wish to come back alive. I know that not every father lets his daughter get on the train.
Yet, I also find myself reciting your dialogues in tough times, overcoming my failures by mumbling, “Haar ke jeetne waale ko baazigar kehte hai.”
And somewhere, deep down in my heart, I still call out to my lovers inwardly chanting, "Palat, Palat!”
I know that no one will turn, I know that a dialogue won’t change my defeats into victories. But in that moment, that faith is all I need.
Thank you SRK, for the dreams, the ever open arms, and for single-handedly giving birth to unrealistic expectations of romance.
And I know that if a man can make a crowd of thousands cry every time he sheds a tear on screen, he'll always hold the power to make us believe in love and a lot more. For even the best of the cynics, will always need a little bit of magic. Happy 27 years Shah - here's hoping 27 more.
~Shruti Sonal
#27YearsOfSRK
One of my topmost actors SRK

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Came across this post of one fan of Shahrukh, & could not resist to post here for you guys to read. :cool: Its written in 2019. I keep it as its without any change.


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Terribly Tiny Tales

25 June 2019 ·
Dear Shah Rukh Khan,
I don't like you one bit. No, not at all. It is because of you that I looked for my Raj during every train ride and each journey turned into a major disappointment as the only ones that I met were coughing uncles and crying infants.
It is because of you that I, a woman in her 20s still cries like a baby while watching Kal Ho Na Ho for the 50th time. I’m not embarrassed to be honest.
It is because of you that friendship bands became cool and countless nights were spent wishing upon shooting stars. It’s you who made me believe that if Veer could spend 22 years in jail for Zara, my crush could at least text me back.
See, I am not a teen anymore. I know things in life don't happen by wishing upon stars. I know that boys and girls can be just friends, and that pyaar isn't always dosti. I know that love doesn't always arrive, while playing mandolin in the background. It is much quieter, much simpler. I know that you cannot dance in sleeveless blouses and chiffon sarees on snow-capped mountains, if you wish to come back alive. I know that not every father lets his daughter get on the train.
Yet, I also find myself reciting your dialogues in tough times, overcoming my failures by mumbling, “Haar ke jeetne waale ko baazigar kehte hai.”
And somewhere, deep down in my heart, I still call out to my lovers inwardly chanting, "Palat, Palat!”
I know that no one will turn, I know that a dialogue won’t change my defeats into victories. But in that moment, that faith is all I need.
Thank you SRK, for the dreams, the ever open arms, and for single-handedly giving birth to unrealistic expectations of romance.
And I know that if a man can make a crowd of thousands cry every time he sheds a tear on screen, he'll always hold the power to make us believe in love and a lot more. For even the best of the cynics, will always need a little bit of magic. Happy 27 years Shah - here's hoping 27 more.
~Shruti Sonal
#27YearsOfSRK
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