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.,
A Love Letter from BISCUIT MAKER- Dear Marie, Today is Good Day, U r Anmol for me... But U have Crackjacked my Heart, Bcoz I have a Little Heart, Now I m in 50/50 position...
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.
We cannot grant you a life insurance policy because you are already 102 years old. “I do not understand. It is proven statistically that at that age only few people die.”
