Love is pouring into my head
Yeah I'm just 14 and they say
Love is a crime until adolescence absorb you
Yeah they are right
But let they know
Being in love
Is human and I'm too human

Never compare your talent with anyone.
This is the attribute of a shakespearean buffoon.

Flowers bloom in silence

                      For silence is beauty

Softness of flowers
Make them humble

Don't you know you are against your own rising?
If I'm wrong? What is that apprehension
Fettered around your legs?

Speaking less is a sermon..

Solitude is the soul of life........

The flower doesn't complain against thorns ;
It just keeps maintaining its own goodness.

Your words are fire
Your words are water

Choice is yours

Friendship is a tree
The more you water it
The more it grows and bears fruit for u

We are gentlemen
Not because we sport fine dresses
But because we are gentle

Without hurting yourself
You cannot reach the hill

Our sin is but a ghost
That haunts our each Breath
And accompanies us to hell