To live content with small means;
to seek elegance rather than luxury,
and refine
Roty huye woh mujhse lipat kr boli...
Roty Huye Woh Mujh Sy Lipat Kr Boli,
Nafrat Hai Mujhy Tum Sy Mery Paas Na Aao....
Dosti ka rista hota hai khas ,
Jo hota hai her kisi ke pas .
Jo deti hai har kada
The Lost Soul
Scorching heat and sand
burning the feet
sweat on forehead
Oasis nowhere found..
Sur
Love (3)
Love bade me welcome: yet my soul drew back,
Guilty of dust and sin.
But quick-eyed Love,
The Years have passed by,
In the blink of an eye,
Moments of sadness,
And
कुछ पल की बातें, कैसे दोस्ती में बदल ग
The joke was very funny
She laughed a lot of tears
When suddenly her eye fell out
My Friend, You Know How Precious You Are To Me
Did I tell you I love you?
Did I tell you I care?
Did I tell you I'm happy
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Each thought of you fills me with sweet emotion;
I give to you my deepest