But I wasn’t social enough for my mothers taste.You see my mother is the opposite of me.I am not talking about looks.
As, I was about to finish, She was staring to me, her eyes were wide open and they gleamed. She had a smile on her face, and I could never ever forget that smile.
I always believed in chasing dreams, especially when it’s about love. No matter how unrealistic the dream might be...
Some would call it lyric, others would call it insanity. You call it a poem. I call it a story. And you, Shyam, are its teller.
I thought I should write my thought about you. I don’t know when I fall in love with you but I know that now you are the person whom my heart loves a lot.
She could feel her body stiffening at the sensation of his touch and their close proximity. Her eyes gazed him blankly, as he continued to speak
It was the first time he saw her, a girl in white annarkali cotton salwar, tall, fair ,slim and so beautiful that he was not able to take his eyes off from her.
Sometimes love makes life and sometimes it makes life hell…. We do not see hell with our eyes hell is just our imagination and nothing else
But I knew,somewhere" he said with a honesty that even heaven would have vouched for him "that I will love to be with this stubborn girl for the rest of my life
Not all of us are lucky enough to be blessed with such a blissful relationship that is preceded by a fantastic love story.