Dosti ka rista hota hai khas ,
Jo hota hai her kisi ke pas .
Jo de
If you were my rose, then I'd be your sun,
painting your rainbows when the rains come.
Love. Is that what I crave?
If it is, then why can't I find it?
Hate. Does that m
How I wish to trust
In life, no questions asked,
Hanging on God's words,
We are often greatly bothered
By two fussy little men,
Who sometimes block our pa
dosti wo nahi jo jaan deti hai
dosti wo bhi nahi jo muskan deti ha
Baby, I guess it was never meant to be.
I miss what we used to be,
but baby, can'
आंखे कितनी भी छोटी क्यो ना हो !!
ताक
क्या जिंदगी सच में किताब है
Darkness unfolds when one man's touch
Caresses the body you cherish so much
You c
