angelic one's

Separation... that does not necessarily turns into hatered is like sowing a tiny seed of love which not only keeps growing but multiplies with time.

As you live on you come to realize... not every belief that you believed in was your belief, not every words that you spoke married with your actions, not everything you stood for were unbiased....in the larger scheme of things, even you were no less of a hypocrite....

Unending longingness in some unaccomplished love is better than subsequent unending hatred developed in a few accomplished ones... 

Falling out of love is like getting out of quicksand, the harder you try the deeper you fall...

Do not let 'others limited memory of yours' limit your existence, you are way more than that... Logon ka kaam hai kehnaa....

It seems our delusion makes us who we are. How more wrong can we get about ourselves???