The beginning of love is to let those we love be perfectly themselves, and not to twist them to fit our own image. Otherwise we love only the reflection of ourselves we find in them.
A bird prposed white rose.Ros said wen i'turn red,i'll luv u.D bird cuts his body n poured blood on roseNw rose luvs d bird,bt bird's no more.THAT LOVE
i knw nothin lsts 4ever..& mybe we wnt 2 alwys sty 2gdr,But evry smile & tear we share, cnvincs me dat memries of u & me wil lst 4 d rest of my life..Byond 4evr.
Lamha lamha intzar kiya us lamhe ke liye or woh lamha aya bhi to bus ek lamhe ke liye, guzarish yehi hai khuda se ke kash woh lamha fir aye 1 lamhe ke liye .
