happiness is like spring...always blooming always colourful
and the epitome of optimism lies in ppl who can write and express...because only writers can think of summers in snowfall and of blooming of flowers in autumn...
Teer-e-nazar se jo zakhm hume diye jaate hein unpe apne aansuon ki malham hum lagaate hein Us par maasoomiyat se yeh poocha jaata hai… Kyu rote ho, kya hum tumhe itna yaad aate hein