Romans & histoires Zindagi Fasana Hai

na mile toh shayari achchi ho hi jaati hai (Every poetess should get married ... if you get a good husband then life is well spent ... if not, then atleast your poetry improves) " he said with a lots of emotional like all of its coming from his heart He is not a superstar for nothing. " Jab pyar mein pyar na ho ... jab dard mein yaar na ho ... jab aansoon mein muskaan na ho ... jab lafzon mein zubaan na ho ... jab saansein bas yoon hi chale ... jab har din mein raat dhale ... jab intezar sirf waqt ka ho ... jab yaad us kambhakht ki ho ... kyun hoon main raahi jab woh hai kisi aur ki manzil ... dhadkano ne saath chhod diya ... ae dil hai mushkil, ae dil hai mushkil

Letting out a loose sigh. No, life isn't fair at all.

Removing my earphone, I said, "I'm not sad. Just feeling a little alone without my family." He didn't say anything but stared ahead. I regarded him and asked, "So you have been in this....job since when?" He glanced at me and looked ahead again. "This is my life." I heard him after a while. Hmmm....killing is his life. 'Maarna meri zindgi hai...tskk.' IS translated. I scoffed mentally. These people talked like God himself had given them the task of taking lives whenever or wherever they want. I sighed.

“Are you okay?” His brows furrowed. Yeah. That may well have been one of the craziest questions I have ever asked. Just as I was about to correct myself, Zaine stepped away. “Fucking wonderful.” He mumbled. “My life is falling apart. I am on the path to losing my best friend. So, yeah, all is fucking great.”

"My life is not as beautiful as people imagine! They only saw that I was a rich businessman with endless treasures for seven generations. They didn't see how I worked hard from the start, starting from scratch. I experienced all the sufferings in life. In fact I once did not eat for a week because I did not have a penny. When I was young, I did everything to survive. Becoming food vendor, manual laborer at ports, barber, dyer worker in textile factory, I've done everything," Narendra Prasadh told his eldest daughter, Zoya.

How did she end up at the aisle with Daniel, when just a few hours ago she was living her fantasies out with Cole? Every moment is priceless, because everything could change in a snap, Our life is like an egg, Hard on the outside, soft on the inside, as much as it seems like we can do whatever we want, live however we want, that we forget that when push comes to shove, we are nothing but mere souls in flesh. souls that don't even belong on planet Earth. It's so pathetic. Realising that everything you have, you can lose it. With one false move, with one wrong word, one tiny mishap and it would all come crashing down.

Thus, enjoy life but also be prepared to bear the pricks of pain. - Bunty Rane ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡