WINTER EVENING
Cold winter evening...these are the evenings that lead to miss you nights...these are the nights to free you from yourself, free me from myself, with dripping frency, ecstasy and wine...
Cold winter evening...these are the evenings that lead to miss you nights...these are the nights to free you from yourself, free me from myself, with dripping frency, ecstasy and wine...
Where is love's abode? Many of us will instantly think about "Taj Mahal". The eternal embodiment of love, passion et al... Is Taj Mahal really a symbol of love? I will leave that to the imagination of the readers but here is the story of Shah Jahan and Mumtaz Mahal..
Will the Lord always come to you?What should I cry forever, what should I do?