A sweet story of love between Sheila and Vel A sweet story of love between Sheila and Vel

By the old temple, peach blossoms; a man treading rice. By the old temple, peach blossoms; a man treading rice.

"The temple of love is not love itself; True love is the treasure" "The temple of love is not love itself; True love is the treasure"

Under hot temped day light, There sat a beggar on a pavement. As the temple bells rang, He ... Under hot temped day light, There sat a beggar on a pavement. As the templ...

Spend your morning time at temple, Spend your evening time at playground, Whoever you are. Spend your morning time at temple, Spend your evening time at playground, Whoe...

Who are you to restrict her with rules? Let her happy in the world of realization Who are you to restrict her with rules? Let her happy in the world of realiza...