Love is like a friendship caught on fire. In the beginning a flame, very pretty, often hot and fierce, but still only light and flickering. As love grows older, our hearts mature and our love becomes as coals, deep-burning and unquenchable.
Sometimes we put walls around our heart....
Not just to be safe from getting hurt....
But to find out who cares enough to break the walls n get closer . . . <-:
Jis insan ko gussa zayada aata hai wo insan piyar bhi utuna hi zayada karta hai Becoz If red is a danger showing colour then red is also the colour of love
Chal aisy dais main chalty hain Jhan chand aur sooraj milty hon Jhan rang titley phelati hon Jhan khoshe kay jharnay behty hon Jhan baton say khoshbo ati ho Jhan piyar ki basti basti ho
