Galat phamiya bhi kai bar khushi de deti hai khushi jo aksar sachhai nahi de pati khushi jo kuch waqt ki hoti hai,galat pahmiyon main he jina padta toh shyad dard nahi hota ek aisa dard jo kabhi jaan dene par majboor kar deta hai toh kabi apno ko tod deta hai, kabhi khud ko kosne par majboor kar deta hai toh kabhi bhagwan ko,ab sachhai se daar lagne laga hai aur galat phamiyon main jeene ki aadat pad gai hai....

love

Love defines itself as a heavenly experience,making one forget everything except love,its the breeze with petals of rose whose essence captures the body and soul,its the festival of heart inviting happiness,an immortal experience which begets a new person of a tranquil mnd where the heart is he patron of mind secluding a person from realities...