AUR KUCH NAHI BAS ITNI SI FARMAYISH HAI. EK SAAF SUTHRI SI DOSTI KI KHWAAISH HAI. MAAF KAR DIJIYEGA AGAR YE HUMARI BHUL HAI. AHSAAN AAPKA HOGA JO HUMARI DOSTI KABUL HAI.
Whn ol d wishes in ur heart,ol d dreams uv evr had & ol d things uv always hoped 4 soar in2 the sky & r reflectd in some` elses eyes; den uv found ur destiny
Under the sea, there lays a rock. In the rock, there is an envelope. In the envelope, there is a paper. On the paper, there are 3 words... 'I Miss You'
Dnt force urslf 2 fall n luv jst bcoz u thnk its ur turn. W8 4 a while, mayb cupids jst hving a hard tym searchin 4 d heart dat deservs d kind of luv u can gv!
Luv is born with the pleasure of luking at each other, it is fed with the necessity of seeing each other, it is concluded with the impossibility of separation!