The story has just begun and now I know if it is not love then it also not friendship. May be in between some where.
Truth should have been kept away, Thou going astray would be a hidden play, But had to say, had to confess, Only one is the winner at the play of chess, and to say sorry, when there’s no chance.
When I saw her crying after school, my heart got broken. But I was unable to do anything. I couldn’t even hold her and help her to get over it. I failed in my second chance !
I feel a sudden urge of affection towards him, maybe I love him too. Yes, I definitely do now. It’s him. Henn. I race across the wide, barren opening to my brother and two others behind him.
To start the journey of life together,Smiling with all the love,And the love made us forget where we were,But any day we are meant to be
Take me wherever you go, be with me in all my days,Without you there is no meaning to my life.Keep thinking about me everyday, every time, I’ll stay there in your mind
Wake up early morning every day, Slowly Reduce my sleeping hours, Every time when she comes to close, That time My heartbeat will stop.
Sarla and Jayant used to meet frequently in connection with the project. Whenever they find time used to recollect the past memory and share the experiences of childhood days.
People should not live in society on the own benefit they live according to natural acceptance which can not change according to Time,person or place.
Perhaps a faced ‘fakebook’ has the deepest trust to win one’s heart and rename ‘Facebook’ while scrolling down the friends list down the social network.