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Gummeher wrote the first blog "I", is not your martyr's daughter


                                                                  


"After tweeting the father of the martyr, Gurmeehar Kaur, who came to the headlines, has again come to the discussion. This time he has given information about his first blog on Twitter. Guremehr has given the title of his blog "Who am I?" Gurmehar Kaur, daughter of Captain Mandeep Singh, the martyr of the army's army, wrote in his blog, this is a question whose answer could probably be given in a few weeks ago. But today I can not do this. Am I the one who thinks about the trolls Or are I as it is, as the media is said about me. Or am I the one who thinks celebrity? No, I can not have any of these. OOZaM6m

I'm not the Breaking News headline-

Gurmean has written in front of the hand, for the placards, eyebrows, and the girl with a tinkled eyes on a mobile phone camera, you look exactly like me. The sensation of thoughts flashes on his face, of course I see it in my eyes. I agree that he looks very furious, but the Breaking News headlines have told a few more stories. I am not those headlines.

In the blog also mentioning mother and sister-

Kaur wrote that I am the daughter of my father. I am his puppy and his dog. I am a two-year artist who does not understand the word. I am my mother's headache, an idiot girl with thoughts. I am a guide to my sister and her partner who argues on many issues.

Once again the father's mention-

Lady Shri Ram College's student has written that after August 6, 1999 some new words have been added to my dictionary. Death, Pakistan and War. I could not understand them even for a few years. My father is a martyr but I do not know him like this. I know them that they used to wear large cargo jackets and kept sweets in their pockets.
Gurmeher said - "I am not your martyr's daughter" -
Gurmehar has written about his father that I know the father who gave me cheung and taught to drink water with straw. I used to catch their shoulder loudly so that they did not leave me. My father is a martyr, I am his daughter. But I am not "the daughter of your martyr".


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