A boy was going with his Girlfriend, a friend asked:Who is she ? . . Boy:My cousin. . . . . . . . . . . Friend smiled & said:Last year she was my cousin.
We Spend Our Days W8ng For The Ideal Path To Appear In Front Of Us.. . But.. . We Forget That, Paths Are Made By Walking.. . Not.. . By Waiting...! <-;
Its Easy 2 Enclose r
See In Drop
Bt
Its Rather Tough 2 Ctrl
d Ppl''s Tounge
Dont Bother Abt Ppl
They r Here 2 Talk
Not 2 Solve Or Share
Sorrows & Grieves
