“Living in a state of constant wistful despair, perhaps, will be my destiny, said the traveller. Longing to be touched by you, will perhaps, be mine, whispered back the horizon.” — Preeti Bhonsle Copy Share Image
“I didn’t get the time to tell you, or to hold you, or get there to holding you without any awkwardness. It breaks my… — Preeti Bhonsle Copy Share Image
“Behind every lover who stopped believing, there was a lover who did not” — Preeti Bhonsle Copy Share Image
“Living in a state of constant wistful despair, perhaps, will be my destiny, said the traveller. Longing to be touched by you, will perhaps,… — Preeti Bhonsle Copy Share Image
“In eternity when there is no time, there is no growth, there is no change. Everything which is was everything that was.” — Preeti Bhonsle Copy Share Image
“Maybe the things you hate are keeping you away from the things you love” — Preeti Bhonsle Copy Share Image
