We are a generation of sad people with happy pictures.
मुझे शायरों वाली बीमारी लग गई है,तुम्हे देखते ही फिर से इश्क हो जाता है । I have contracted the poet's disease, whenever I see you I fall in love again.
She saw the guy standing near the bar counter with Alan. He was dressed in clothes that matched the “Streets of NY” theme of this party, but she preferred the navy blue three-piece straight from the vaults of Savile Row he was wearing last week, a rarity indeed. His clean-cut jawline & muscular build already … Continue reading From Mars, with Love.
Somewhere I can't be found,Deep in the jungleswhere there's no sound,There are places I know,from the famous spots,to the roads unknown,where no one knows my name,I still see you everydayfrom my earliest memories,and you still look the same,Stopped using Instagram,and tweeting my every thought,I have no notifications,but every song is our jam,I hear you singing … Continue reading Transmissions of a Satellite Heart #23