When you know the inside stories, no matter how good looks the cover, you just cannot appreciate it…

What can you do for love?Can you leave a person for love?Can you leave a country for love?I think I wouldn’t even leave my couch for love

He wanted to be so many people all at the same time. He feared to be a nobody.Only years later did he realize that all he knew was what he didn’t want to be –...

There’s nothing more unattractive than a man who blames predestination for his own failures and a woman who blames men for her own vulnerability…Blame thyself

Congratulations.You’ve just been demoted from the “pity” sector to the “apathy” sector.To check the validity of this offer you can ask if anyone cares.To cancel your subscription, go get a life.Thank you.

If I tell you I am upset about everything that’s going on around me, you will probably ask me why, half listening, half wandering away in your own train of thoughts…If I tell you I...

Often the most tricky questions are the ones we secretly know the answers of.What are you running from?What are you waiting for?

It will be foolish not to get your heart broken, even once.For having a broken heart makes you realize the immense capability it possesses to mend and heal itself and to love far more intensely,with...

The moment when you realize no one understands, no one ever did, no one ever will.You were alone, you always will be.But may be, just may be, someone will look up to you someday. And...

Let it rain on some days,Let yourself shiver on some cold nights, So when it’s Spring you’ll know why it was all worth going through.

Sleep!May be you will wake up tomorrow and find that things never changed, the apocalypse never happened, and everything’s fine, normal, at home.Or may be you will wake up tomorrow and find that things have...

In the midst of the vagaries of life, they provide us a trip to the land of goodness and fairies, of imaginations and possibilities.A childhood that wasn’t spent watching cartoons or reading comic strips, no...

I’d rather be not the light in your lifeThe bright day might make me obscureI’d rather be the cold darknessFor it remains, unseen, uncertain and unsure

My world is a million shattered pieces put together, glued by my tears, where each piece is nothing but a reflection of YOU.

Do you have a shoulder to cry on?Someone who would listen to your deepest woes without judging you?Or is it just you and the image in the mirror?