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.
If i were to describe true love than i wud describe it as what
a snowman did to a snow woman, he gave her a warm hug and they
both melted in each others arms...
"Long after moments of closeness have passed, a part of you remains with me and warms the places your hands have touched and hastens my heart for your return."
Aapse Dur Bhala Hum Kaise Reh Paate,
Dilse Aapko Kaise Bhula Paate,
Kaash Ki Aap Saanso Ke Alava Aaine Me Bhi Base Hote,
Khud Ko Dekhte To Aap Hi Nazar Aate.
