Weekend Dairy

This march it shall be 18 months. Out of these 18 months 8 Months were so beautiful that the next 10 and many more to come shall just be reflections of the same in some or the other way.

Every morning and evening i wish i could live those few days again. So feel the same way as the song goes...

Tujhe Dekh Dekh Jeena
Tujhe Dekh Dekh Sona
Maine ye zindagani
Sand tere bitani
tujhme basi hai meri jaan...

I didnt love him rather express my love for him enough when he was around, so i guess i will do so now forever even though it still wont be enough.
So this blog is dedicated to all the things i dream of and wish i could tell him.

Jiya dhadhak dhadhak, Jiya dhadhak dhadhak, Jiya dhadhak dhadhak jaye...