read life as the sea, heart as the seashore & friends like the waves. It never matters how many waves r there? What matters is which one touches the seashore.
When emotions play their role the heart cries.When heart cries it does not make any sound & the person who listens to that unmade soundis called a Friend.
Wo shskhs meri jaan bana rehta hai.Uska pyar meri pehchaan bana rehta hai.Koi yaad karta hai usko kitni shiddat seWo janta hai magar anjaan bana rehta hai.
A little clown is living in my heart. Small and very special. It can dance and jump, laugh and sing. Are you in pain and you need to cry, come and borrow it!
