Who would have listened to his tales of woe when his love was the flickering lamp over his own decaying tomb? — Faraaz Kazi Copy Share Image
“Beauty is the only human aspect which cannot be captured on any canvas howsoever hard an artist tries. At the most, the undaunted artist can replicate the beauty on paper but what is a replica in comparison to the original! The humbling resemblance can only be respected, not truly adored. Beauty cannot be imprisoned in the lens of a camera.… — Faraaz Kazi Copy Share
“My trust in you was like the small child’s; who, when thrown in the air, expects to be caught, but you dropped me down,… — Faraaz Kazi Copy Share Image
I eyed her like a thirsty traveler in the desert looks at a pail of water. — Faraaz Kazi Copy Share Image
“She turned around to look at me with her enchanting gaze that further pierced my heart; a look I would never forget and I… — Faraaz Kazi Copy Share Image
Rahul had wondered how someone could love their beloved so much that their dedication to them became one of the wonders of the world. — Faraaz Kazi Copy Share Image
“But cocks aren’t supposed to lay eggs...” Sahil said, trying to untangle himself. “...they’re supposed to fertilise them.” — Faraaz Kazi Copy Share Image
Beauty can only be best described at its origin through a befuddling silence, the kind that leaves one almost on the verge of a pleasurable death, just because one chooses beauty over life. There is nothing in this world to hold something so pure, so divine except a loving heart. And it is the only manner through which love recognises… — Faraaz Kazi Copy Share
Remember, someone, somewhere in some corner of this somewhat big world, is out there crying if you're unhappy and is happy if you are!… — Faraaz Kazi Copy Share Image
