I Wrote your Name on the Sand, It got Washed Away.I Wrote your Name in Air,It got Blownaway. So I Wrote your Name in my Heart, Saala Heart Attack aa gaya
Winter comes again and again. Summer comes again and again, but a person like u never comes again and again because God never makes a mistake again and again.
Several women appeared in court, each accusing the other of the trouble in the flat where they lived. The judge called for orderly testimony. "I'll hear the oldest first," he decreed. The case was closed for lack of evidence.
Ab tak meri life ek khuli bottle thi, Jisme se sab perfume ki tarha udd jata tha. Par aap ke aane se sab kuch ruk gaya. Bhagwan kare aap jaisa DHAKKAN sabko mile!!!
If I was an artist, you would be my picture! If I was a poet, you would be my inspiration! If I was an author you would be my story! But Im only a cartoonist!
