You know it's love when...

Your friend who made you pillion ride from Mulund to Malad, Mulund to town and where not, says to you that he took a train today. You ask him why he did not take the bike and he says it would have been uncomfortable for her, the distance was too long. I point to him that he never thought of the discomfort when I had to ride with him. (I had to always argue with him to take a cab or train) He says the roads have become bad. I say yes of course, the roads went bad like two-three days back. They were smooth as halwa all this time. To which he sheepishly says, now you will take my case.


anjaane hi tere naino ne vaade kiye kayi saare hain