Chaandni raat main tum mujhe roj yaad aate ho, nikalte sooraj ki tarah tumhari yaad me dil pighal jaata hai...
Ye pyaar nhi to kya hai kambakth, mera dil or ye dil ki dhadkan, teri yaad se bhi machalta hai....

Imagine! It is the real power of a book--not what is on the page, but what happens when a reader takes the pages in, makes it part of himself. That is the definition of literature.

Forever I chose to smile,
With this only love of mine...

You may depend upon it that they are as good hearts to serve men in palaces as in cottages.

Written By Robert Owen

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