Playing with words, plying with dreams.
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Love is not an emotion which changes accordingly. It is like breathing. If you want to live, you have to breathe.
The little girl said, "Ma, I want to know what is above the clouds." Her mother said, "When you will become a pilot, you can see it yourself. Then come and tell me. Okay?" The girl got confused and said, "I want to be a bird, ma..."