Small bells tinkered as she rose for some freedom, Her forehead was facing dusk, It was pure magik as she looked in grace, She was beautiful ..... I couldn't hold my eyes, As they traversed through her trust, Till and untill they stopped, To gaze at her "kajal" filled eyes .... The tinch of innoscence, Drove me mad, I couldn't resist love, Lord let her be mine .... Let the rest remain unsaid, As they move out of the locus, Let me cherish memoirs in peace, Let me move out of your focus .....
"A great man is not conquered from without until he has destroyed himself from within." ..What I have is original and what I give is truth. There is always a dawn for a darkness. Life is the most beautiful thing I have ever known. There is no religion, no boundaries, no barrier until we create them. I want you to be strong whenever its dark. Its our world. I share with you here my culture, my knowledge and my thoughts. Welcome to my world.