Kash tu millya na hunda... Kash mai tere te yakeen nhi kita hunda... Kash tu bewafaa hi na hunda ya kash mai hi bewafa hundi...  Shayad eh haal na hunda mera...

think you’ve got knocker fever. Come in to the inn tonight and get it cured up.” “Maybe that’s it,” said Adam. “But I never took much satisfaction in a whore.” “It’s all the same,” Charles said. “You shut your eyes and you can’t tell the difference.

Soch, choti badhi nahi,
Soch-soch hoti hai

Government is all show when it isn't murder in the dark ... or soldiers in the open.

Written By Orson Scott Card

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