But love – don’t we all talk a great deal of nonsense about it? What does one mean? ... It’s only a story one makes up in one’s mind about another person, and one knows all the time it isn’t true. Of course one knows; why, one’s always taking care not to destroy the illusion.

Bahut khush kismat hotey hai woh logh joh khusi ke Aansu bhaatey hai, Warna Zyada tarr logoo ku nahi pata hota hai Saheb ki khusi ke Aansu kya hotey hai.??!!

Sometimes, you get no second chance and that its best to accept the gifts the world offers you.

Failure, sad, tears, broken heart is all for feast of success!

Written By Jenifer Y

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