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!
hasrat hai sirf tumhe pane ki aur koi khwahish nahi iis deewane ki shikwa mujhe tumse nahi khuda se hai kya zarurat thi tumhe itna khoobsarat banane ki.......
Kab kon kisi ka hota hai sab jhooty rishty naty hain.. Sab Dil rakhny ki batain hain.. Sab asli ruop Chupaty hain.. Ik bar nigahoon main aa kr Phir sari zandagi rulaty hain......
I'm lukin 4 a word. I'm lukin 4 a whole new word. I'm lukin 4 a word. I'm lukin 4 a word dat nobody knows. I'm lukin 4 a word. I'm lukin 4 a word dat says...dat you are the best !
