“She is the force, that you end up reading about in thick novels. She is the kind of woman, you adore, for being so content with messy hair. She is the kind, who would decline whatever the mankind would exalt-… — Jasleen Kaur Gumber Copy Share Image
“During the late nights, when my eyes are a little sunken, and heart is a little full. When my brain is a little poetic, and soul is a little dull. I pull, my phone and scroll, the Instagram. At that moment I feel how I, don't belong. Not to this. Not to this, which is everything perfect and everything bliss.… — Jasleen Kaur Gumber Copy Share
“What are you staring at?" "Rain drops on window glass is a sort of love-bite, is it not?” — Jasleen Kaur Gumber Copy Share Image
“In the fall of leaves, In the hustle of breeze, In the curve of streams, I foresee, Nature keeps more concealed, Than it lets… — Jasleen Kaur Gumber Copy Share Image
“I don’t have any fancy story, about the way we fell in love. It was that one awkward move, and the next I remember,… — Jasleen Kaur Gumber Copy Share Image
“She is the force, that you end up reading about in thick novels. She is the kind of woman, you adore, for being so… — Jasleen Kaur Gumber Copy Share Image
“There are only two most powerful situations- being so small that you have nothing to lose and being so big that you don't care… — Jasleen Kaur Gumber Copy Share Image
