Heart is like a bottle of perfume.
If u never open it nobody knows the fragrance inside it..
If u keep it always open
soon u will loose ur fragrance.
So act wisely.
Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs. Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers'' eyes. Being vexed, a sea nourished with lovers'' tears. What is it else? A madness most discreet, a choking gall and a preserving sweet
Masroof hai din raat usy wakat kahan hai wo muj sy kary bat usy wakat kahan hai betabi-e-dil ka usy andaza kahan hai samjy mery jazbat usy wakat kahan hai
