Somewhere we know that without silence words lose their meaning, that without listening speaking no longer heals, that without distance closeness cannot cure’
The Golden Moments In The Stream Of Life Rush Past Us & We See Nothing But Stand. . . The Angels Come To Visits Us & We Only Know Them When They R Gone. .
Boy asked a girl:Why do you love Rose,which dies in a day ? Why don't you love me,who dies for you everyday ? . . Girl replied: . . . . . . Oye Hoye...Angreziiii.....
