At times one loses everything, it only means that things shall recommence shortly with more life, more love, more devotion, more intensity, with more hope . . .
Hope of a new tomorrow to fill the pits created by yesterday.
Let Us Dance In The Sun, Wearing Wild Flowers In Our Hair
And Let Us Huddle Together As Darkness Takes Over
We Are At Home Amidst The Birds And The Trees,
For We Are Children Of Nature.
Rishte or Raste ..zindagi k do pehlo hein kbi kbi rishte nibhate nibhate raste kho jate hein.. or ..kbi kbi raston pe chalte chalte rishte ban jate Hen..!! ..Ksi ko rishte raas ajatay hein or ksi ko raste..! ..faraq bus etna hai ,rastoo kay dukh bardasth ho jatay hein rishto k nahi..! Gud Morning
