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.
I saw something in a shops window - it was stunning hot, cute, simply adorable. I was supposed to buy it for u. But then I realised it was my reflection.
Life is just like a cloud.We are moving without end.Nothing stays with us. What remains with us are memories of good times spent with our beloved ones.
Two hearts make frienship, many hearts try to break that friendship, but making or breaking depends on the level which that two hearts beats for each other.
Every Nice friend is a glimpse of God. Its one of life's blessings, a priceless gift that can never b bought, sold or forgotten.have a nice time.. take care.
