Ravinder Singh Quotes

she died.i survived because i survived.i die everyday.

NOT everyone in this world has the fate to cherish the fullest form of love. some are born ,just to experience the abbreviation of it.

Things didn't work between the two of them, because they loved the same person. He loved her and she loved herself

someday you might be sad, when you might wish to talk to me but i might not able to do so

if you want it really, you get it !!!

Love, like life, is so insecure. It moves in our lives and occupies its sweet space in our hearts so easily. But it never guarantees that it will stay there forever. Probably that's why it is so precious.

True love is unconditional. And if it is a 'Conditions Apply' scenari, then it isn't true love. It is as good as a mutual fund...

Forget what others think when you wish to dance in the rain. Just do it. It’s your moment. It’s your happiness.

Tere jaane ka asar kuch aisa hua mujh par, tujhe dhoondate dhoondate, maine khud ko paa liya

Wealth, women and wine can make anything happen in this world!

Betrayal hurts the most when it comes from the one who you always remembered in your prayers.

Days Pass By Somehow But Nights Now Are Wagon Of Pain Injuries May Heal With Time But Marks Will Always Remain Restless On My Comfortable Bed I Toss And Turn And Try To sleep But Thoughts Are Walking My Head And Formed A Huge Heap The Past Is Flashing Its Scorching Light Beams Tearing Me Apart, Breaking Me At The Seams The Darkness Of My Life Is More Visible In The Dark !!

I have two pasts. I don’t know which one I should cry more for.

That he was so madly immersed in the love of his mortal girlfriend that, after she was gone, forever, he wrote an immortal love story in her memory?

A scene of Mahabharata where the Surya Devta(Sun God)would come to bless Kunti with a baby The child watching this on TV says "I have been taught that Neil Armstrong had taken several days to reach the moon.Surya Devta took only half a minute to land up in the Kunti's room; that too, he didn't even need a rocket-he had simply walked. Science and Sanskrit had always appeared contradicting subjects to me at school:-)

Most of the time I found that people themselves have killed their love stories. They call it ‘break up’.

And to shape up my future it is not essential that I forget my past.

When dreams take shape, sleep runs away.

I simply wanted to keep looking at her and fulfil my lust of seeing her for an infinite duration.

A beautiful innocent soul had been torn apart. The one who had always stood for the right thing had been badly wronged.

being brave doesn’t mean the lack of fear. It means overcoming your fears.

The present! It’s so different from the past. The past! It will never come back. Never ever!

I don’t want her to cry. It hurts me to see tears in her eyes. I can’t bear to see any pain on her cute face.

Sometimes the problem with silence is that the more it continues to prevail, the more awkward it becomes.

luck follows those who seldom include it in their plans.

Stand for what is right and do not let evil persist.

People love happy endings. But not every story has a happy ending. And such stories are mostly forgotten with the thought that sadness is a part of life. Happy stories give hope and sad stories show us the mirror.

When you don’t fight against evil, you too are to be blamed as much as the evil itself. You have two choices. Accept it, or fight it out.

Should I listen to my heart or my brain? Both of them were pointing in opposite directions.

Your eyes sang to my soul, Your lips kissed my heart, Your smile captured my love, Your tender touch bonded my love for eternity, As you live in my heart For my eyes saw your beauty, My passion saw your fire, heat of million suns that burn, That first moment, I was yours, Complete, and forever. As time stood still, As forever for I knew you..

Time was limited and a lot was needed to be done.

Once a month, only for a few days, my charming sweetheart transforms into a furious avatar.

Dedicated to The loving memory of the girl whom I loved, yet could not marry. Tere jaane ka asar kuch aisa hua mujh par, tujhe dhoondate dhoondate, maine khud ko paa liya

feel bad if something is going wrong today, for tomorrow will always be a brighter day.

Love is all about giving hope when there is no reason to be optimistic. And being the best we can be for the person we love.

Someone rightly said, ‘Three things—wealth, women and …’ (I always forget the third one) ‘… can make anything happen in this world.’ So,

A Break-up isn't the end of the world, I am not the only one dealing with it, Billions have has a break-up, Trillions are yet to have it. You had a life before that, Now that you no longer are tied to anyone anymore GO FIND THAT LIFE BACK.

People do live with memories - not sure how many and not sure how.

The kind of pain that you can't share with people is worse than one that is apparent. Worst of all is the kind you have to defend, justifying reasons that you yourself don't buy.

Why did it feel like a mistake asking for his time?

Love does not bind you. Love sets you free. Love flourishes in freedom. If you see marriage as the end of freedom, you are doing it wrong.

Love will happen again. You have to be open to it. In our times, love followed arranged marriages.

How could a spell of rain break those who'd already prepared themselves to face the monstrous water cannons?

no matter what I did, she was always on my mind.

When I say you're mine. A butterfly flies so soft, Wings silent but tender, The Roses dance gentle in the wind, Flows love into the fields, My face hits the sweet air in a feeling I cannot describe, Only touch with my heart, Only feel in my spirit, Only hear in a silent smile. When I say you're mine, Longing in a world, Tenderness gone away as dried dust in the winds, Feet walked on sands of despair, Sore from love gone, Legs tired from walking on ever ending roads, Roads to longing for a hand, Longing for a touch, Longing vote a voice in this cold world, To say, 'I love you'. When I say you're mine. Once the passing of many moons, So long ago, so far ago, Making the world not a home, Making the so life so barren, Dry, loveless, careless, The moon no longer had her beauty of sliver, No longer had magic in the shine, Now dull, now dark, now lonely, When I say you're mine, Sun and earth together, One needs the other, The sun needs earth, The earth needs the sun, Life, love..balance out, Love grows, love flows, Perfect, perfect as you, Orbit, love, life, From heaven, from destiny, For eternity. When I call you mine. You, are my world, You, are my moon, You, are my sun, You, are my earth, Back, perfect, love..is back.. When I say you're mine, It is because my dear, I am all yours.....

Amardeep has been baptized ‘Raamji’ by MP. I don’t know when he got this weird nickname or why, but it was probably because of his simple, sober nature. Unlike the rest of us at the hostel, he was not at all a night person and his room’s light would go off precisely at 11 p.m. At times, MP, Happy and I used to stand outside

The next second, her cellphone rang. It was Neeru again, saying how their mom was getting restless and the fact that, by now, she knew well enough that Khushi had not been to IMS but somewhere else with me. She also said that it was raining heavily in Faridabad. And all that Khushi told her was to manage the situation somehow, ‘Tell her that I am stuck in the rain.’ Sweet Neeru was bouncing like a shuttle between her mother and her sister. This is the fate of being the youngest in the family—everyone

They say, don’t cry because it’s over but instead smile because it happened.

did I do that? ‘I am waiting . . .’ the same female voice was quick to interrupt his conversation with himself. He looked at the

address anything. She smiled gracefully and walked back to the end of the aircraft.

sleep

The two hours of happiness for the rest of the troubled hours in the day isn’t a good trade-off. Not when I know how this thing would eventually end. We both know. There is no point of living in a dream world. And I had to make my choices.