Zamane bhar ki baton mei hame bhula na dena
jab kabhi yaad aaye to zara muskura dena
zinda rahe to milenge dost
nahi to har diwali mere naam ka diya jala dena
i always wanted to prove my love to u
but i couldnt coz i couldnt found any higest word to imagine my love to u
so i want to die and ask god to give me a word that no one has said
then i will come to ur dream and say love_u_more_than_u_want
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
Love comes to those who still hope even though they''ve been disappointed; to those who still believe even though they''ve been betrayed; to those who still need love even though they''ve been hurt before
“I Love Walking in Rain
So That No One Can See My Tears”,
.
It’s a Bit Old One
.
. Do You Know The Latest One??
.
“I Love Walking in Any Season,
Because
Petrol is Now "78 INR" Per Litre”.
