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.
When My Father Hates Me
I Never Think To Die
When My Frnds Hate Me Inever Think To Die
But...
When My Lover Said That Now She Hate Me
I Thought To Die.Why
How Does A Stranger Becomes That Much Close To My Heart
Raaz-e-dil na sunana kisi ko FARAZ Dunya mai sub Hamraaz badal jate hain Kisi k Bicharnay se Koi mar to nahi jata Haan magar Jeeney k Andaaz badal jate hain
Two person on Death Bed. Ek wo jise ap PYAR karte ho & ek wo jo
Apko PYAR karta ho, and U can save only ONE.Whom would u like to
save? (REPLY WITH REASON)reply
