Quotes by : Anamika Mishra

She sang late into the night, till her heart was full

Her happiness flowed into every word in the song giving it new life

There is always a next time

When your hobby becomes your work, life automatically transforms into a never ending holiday

I write because I know world I create is much beautiful than the world I live in

My dreams may be nonsense too,but I do not want to run the risk of not following them

If you are not happy with the work you do, change it

Winter is not a season, it's a celebration.

Her tears were as much anger and frustration as sadness.

Love is not blind. Infatuation is blind. Love is all-seeing and still accepting.