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
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.
