Wo mere liye kuch khaas hai yaaro''
jinke laut aane ki na koi aas hai Yaaro''
wo najro se door hai to kya huwa..
Banke dil ki dhadkn mere paas to hai yaaro''
Losing The Person U Luv . . . Hurts
Some Ppl Say Its Not A Big Deal
But It’s Really Tough
Especially When The One U Loved
Was The Only One U Have Ever Loved . . .
Love Comes to Those Who,
Still Hope Although They''ve ,
Been Disappointed,
To Those Who Still Believe,
Although They''ve Been Betrayed,
To Those Who Still Love Although,
They''ve Been Hurt Before !
Love is like a friendship caught on fire.
In the beginning a flame, very pretty,
Often hot and fierce,
But still only light and flickering.
As love grows older,
Our hearts mature
And our love becomes as coals,
Deep-burning and unquenchable.
Love is like a hunter,
who cares not for the game
when once caught,
which he may have pursued
with the most intense
and breathless eagerness.
Love is strongest in pursuit;
friendship in possession.
Honey,
If Love Comes In Colors,
I Choose Blue,
If Love Comes In Flowers,
I’ll Choose Rose,
If Love Comes In Songs,
I’ll Think Of Choosing Blues,
But If Love Should Come In Human Beings,
I’ll Definitely Not Think Twice Before
I’ll Choice You!
Because.....You Are My Choice
