All love is sweet. Given or returned. Common as light is love, and its familiar voice wearies not ever....they who inspire it are most fortunate, as I am now, but those who feel it most are happier still.
When the time comes I can't smile anymore, don't worry about me, I know what to do. I'll just stare at one corner and think of you. No one else could make me happy like the way you do.
Luving has 2 phases. 1st Luving the person bcoz of who he/she is, 2nd Loving the person despite who he/she is not, the 1st sparks luV, the 2nd maks it Last.
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.......
