Your sensitivity, your tenderness, your eyes make me pick up my pen and write, Mrignayni!

Your eyes hold all the answers to my life's problems.

Thy eyes hold countless stars yet to be discovered.

Sometimes you feel that you are crying but tears won't come out of your eyes.

You have got very sad eyes" she told me. And I just smiled.

You have got very sad eyes" she told me. And I just smiled. Sadness has always been a part of me. Sadness hovers over my life and never leaves me. It knows all the places where I go to. And it finds me. Sometimes I do feel happy. And life looks beautiful. But these moments don't stay as long as I want them to. And sadness visits me all over again. I wear dark shades to hide my eyes.

It's like some part of me is always with you" she said. I looked into her eyes and smiled.

There was something in her eyes! Her eyes were expressive and from the first day that they met, they spoke to him a million things! He could know which night she had cried, which night she had slept peacefully and which night of hers had been spent in complete sleeplessness.

Some words are spoken by the eyes. And you must understand the language of the eyes.