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is barish ko dekh kr tumhari yad aa rahi hai

tum pas hote to wiper hi phirwa lete:-))
  

Mar, 10 2011     90 chars (1 sms)     4997 views       Rainy day

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Shaid Koi Khuhish Roti Rehti Hai.....





Meray Andar Barish Hoti Rehti Hai


Friendship never speaks volumes, it never demands proof,
it never has a happy ending too simply coz it doesn"t
end as long as friends r true, just like U!

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Submitted By Humayun From Multan ( 03216307893 )
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Mosam-e-Garma Ki Pehli
Rim Jhim Rim Jhim
Sim Sim Sim Sim
Thandi Thandi
Bhegi Bhegi
Bheni Bheni
Ye Subah
Aap Ko Mubarak Ho.
Boonde barish ki u Zami pe aane lagi,
sondhi si mahak mati ki jagane lagi.
Hawao me b jaise masti chhane lagi,
waise hi hame bhi aapki yad aane lagi.
The rain makes all things beautiful, The grass & flowers 2,
If rain makes all things beautiful,
Why doesn?t it rain on you?
Maan lo aaj tum hamari ye guzarish,

Dilo''n se mita do aaj saari ranjish,

Jhoom lo, naacho, gaao aur khoob khusiya''n manao,

Isi umeed k saath
Mubarak ho aap ko december ki pehli barish ... =]

Good Evening
Have a nice, fine & chill evening
(-,=)
BaRish!

ToO Na AAya Ker

Kay Tere Aanay Say

Aur Janay Kay BaaD Bhi

Koi

Buhat Dair Tak UdaSs RahTaa Hay!!!!
kal raat barasti rahe sawan ki ghataein...
aur hum teri yaad mey dil khol k roye...
Aik couple kahin ja raha hota hay,
k police unhain rook laiti hay and
larkay say pochti hay k tumhara apas main kia rishta hay ?

Larka jawab daita hay,
“iska mamon meray mamon ko mamoon kehta hai”

batain,larkay ka larki say kia rishta howa?

Answer Received = Maamu & Bhanji
Barishon k mosam me,
Usay yaad karne ki,
Aadtein purani hain,
Ab ki bar socha tha,
Aadtein badal dalein
Phr khyal aya k,
Aadtein badalne se
Barishein nahi rukti...........
Glory of the day, soundless and restrain
With dark clouds, and blessings of rains..

Clouds on way, the splashing of drops,
Cheers of birds, whispers of waves with fame…

Now soothing of rain, with rainbow’s name,
Praising in a way, this is blessed in all ways.

(HAPPY RAINS)….
I Have Four Wings, But Cannot Fly, I Never Laugh And Never Cry; On The Same Spot I''m Always Found, Toiling Away With Little Sound. What Am I?

Answer :-

A Windmill