In afternoon if you close eyes it's doesn't mean there is dark outside and if you avoid or do not want see your wrong deeds and wrong character it's doesn't mean all Good in you

Do not effort to win but try to lose if your Close one is there to fightHappiness that is achieved after losing to our close one's, that is not possible to achieved even after winning the world

Happiness are guest in life but pain is Part of life.

Both things are invisible But we Both are aware I colored my self in your fragranceAnd you colored your hands in my BLOOD

your lack of knowledge may not for you but surely it is dangerous for your child because you cannot teach them which you your self do not know

Respect the wounds which you gave like thatKeep them in Heart for forever and never treated

My Body is graveyard of my Heart And Soul

when you betray to someone, first you betray to yourself, who speak somewhere inside you that you are a good human

When you betray someone, First you betray to yourself who speak somewhere inside you that you are good human

My Dreams are not in my eyesMy Eyes are on my Dreams

If person have excuse for Every bad thing which use to do with others.than its wrong soul in human body

What I understand now about survival is that something in you dies. You don't become a survivor intact. Survival's cost is always loss.

No day is so bad it can't be fixed with a nap.

I like women who are okay with who they are.

There are very few songs about just liking someone as a friend.

Some friends leave footprints in your heart

Nice people are often not good people and good people are often not nice people.

We're people of the Orient. We know everything. And what we don't know, we can sense.

I have a real problem when people say, "Well I walked by and you should have seen what was on the computer screen." Well, don't look, sweetie. It's none of your business. Avert your eyes.

A woman's two cents worth is worth two cents in the music business.

Beating a legend is a very good feeling, but internally I was processing the realization that I could compete with anyone.