Ur like a target dat I always try 2 aim at. How I wish I cud aim u at d heart. But evrytime I fail, I fil so sad. U know y? Its bcoz I always end up missin u.
Na tasveer hai uski jo didar kiya jaye, na vo hai pass jo pyar kiya jaye, ye kaisa dard diya hai us bedard ne, na usse kuch kaha jaye na us bin raha jaye Miss u