A mother serves her sugar with
A bit of peppermint
To clarify the passages
That carry what she meant
When she first set to bear a soul
Quite separate from her own,
Whom she would cherish, yet must teach
To live and die alone.
''Ashik ban gaya,Mat karo waar,
Bura nahee ye pyaar,Bura hai intezaar.
Letter diyaa to, Thappad mat maro yaar,
Bura nahee ye ikraar,Bura hai inkaar.
Sharaabee bana to,Mat dalo ilzaam,
Bura nahee ye jaam,Bura hai anjaam.''
V Like Each Other Bcz
U Think Im Nice
I Think U R Nice
U Think Im Cool
I Think U R Cool
U Think Im Sweet
I Think U R Sweet
U Think Im Smart
I Think U R Rite ;->
