The three dreams of a maN: To become as haNdsome as his mother thiNks., To become as rich as his child believes N have as maNy affairs as the wife suspects.,
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
SOMETIMES U MAY CATCH ME STARING AT U - ITS NT BCUZ U R CUTE........ - MY MOM ONCE TOLD ME DAT DEVILS HAV HORNS N TAILS & - I M JUS WONDERING WHERZ URS!
