“When you’re in love, you go beyond; not far.”

Until homes are empty, Hospitals and crematoriums are bound to be full.

A writer touches your soul. A good writer isn’t interested in touching your soul but disturbing it.

They have different opinions. But the love is mutual.

Pleasure disguised himself as happiness and stole life away.

They said that women can’t be good drivers. So, she became a fearless pilot.

She’s a delicate masterpiece. Touching her involves the risk of breaking her pieces.

Karma was always a cat. It was destiny who behaved like a bitch.

She was getting fat and he was getting bald. As promised, they were growing old together.

He was the ultimate destination. She considered him a milestone.

You think, You know them. And then, you know them.

His promises looked so promising that she just ignored the blatant truths.

The irony is that he broke the only person he never wanted to hurt.

When it hurts, you feel it. But when it pains, you’re numb.

Anybody can write. Anybody! A writer just rewrites better.

He didn’t desire her. Maybe that’s why she deserved him.

Her heart was close to him. Her heart is closed for him.