not everything dat counts is counted and not evrything dat counted count.i didn’t count how many times i thought of u, but what counts is dat i did. i love u.
If only one star would fall every time I miss you, then all the stars in heaven would be gone. Don't wonder if there are no stars tonight! It's your fault coz you made me miss you a lot.
Hansi bhi mili aur khushi bhi mili, Socha bahut khusnaseeb hai hum. Magar jab apne pyare dost ko 1 muskurahat nahi de sake tab pata chala kitne GARIB hai hum...
Like and love are two different things. Like is when you know the best side of someone and like them. Love is when you know the worst side that someone could ever have, and you still love that person with everything you have in your heart.
