Centuries had passed since the dawn of science, yet men offer riches in the name of God.
~ Vinod Varghese Antony
Music fountains from purity, travels through serenity and dissolves with tranquility.
Love is to love, be loved, and lost.Never to be enclosed in mortal hands.
Sages thought and taught,But men do what they want;Love, wisdom and tolerance won’t work at them,For they are great beasts of all.
Love is greater than the oceans with full of passions.
Death is her name,Who walks in her garden of fame,And plucks flowers for her lock,Which has the power to ride a flock.
