i kept all my feelings for u in a glass n put it in a locker.....
but today when i was filling it up with more ur phone rang...and the glass broke......
rozana ki bhag daur mey hum sub yehi intzar ker rahey hain k hamari zindagi ka ek din essa aaega jab hamari tamam khuwaishain poori hojaengi, haan din to aaega, zaroor aaega, magar khatam khuwaishain nahi balkey zindagi hojaegi.
I could fill a thousand pages, telling you how i felt, and you still would not understand. So now I leave, without a sound, except that of my heart shattering as it hits the ground
