Some people in life

Some people in life
Some people in life are a part of us,

Even though we Miss them,

We never Lose them bcoz we find

The Memories of time Spent

Together still living in us
  

Sep, 25 2014     154 chars (1 sms)     4530 views       Love

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tab tak pyar se pyar mat karo jab tak pyar tumse pyar na kare
par jab pyar tumse pyar kare to pyar to itna pyar karo ki pyar kisi aur se pyar na kare
If you r stuck between two people you like
Give them each a hug
And who ever holds you the longest is the one you should be with
Don’t rush in luv for it never runs out.
Let luv be the one to knock at ur door,
so by the time you start to fall,
you know that ur feeling is for sure.
REMEMBER that there will always besomeome who remember u
everyday with or without messages!or calls!THATS ME!!LV U
Basti mein hai wo sannata k jangal maat lagy..
Shaam dhaly bhi ghar pohanchon to aadhi raat lagy..
Khat mein dil ki batein likhna achi baat nahi,
Ghar mein itnay log hein jaany kis k haath lagy…
Un sy bichray dil ko ujray barson beet gaye,
Aankhon ka ye hal abhi tak kal ki baat lagy…
Mutthi band kiye baitha hon k koi daikh naa ly,
K chaand pakarny ghar sy nikla “jugnoo” haath lagy
A Doctor and Engineer Love Tha Same
Girl.
Dr. Used to Give her a Rose
But
Engg. Used to Give her Apple Daily. One day, Doctor Asks Why?? Engg: "An Apple A Day Keeps The
Doctor Away"..!! Doctor Shocked , Engg. Rocks!!!
Years of Love have been forgot in the hatred of a minute
By Starlight, I''ll Kiss You,

And Promise To Be Your One

And Only. I''ll Make You Feel Happy

And Leave You To Be Lost In Mine.
If You Are Ever Going To Love Me,
Love Me Now, While I Can Know
The Sweet And Tender Feelings
That From True Affection Flow
I hide my tears when I say ur name, But the pain in my heart is still the same, Although I smile & seem carefree, There is no one who misses u more than me..
Words of Lover Boy:
My eyes know that
i m not perfect match 4 him.
But
my heart has no eyes or ears,
So it''s been beating 4 her..
Today I begin to understand what love must be, if it exists. When we are parted, we each feel the lack of the other half of ourselves. We are incomplete like a book in two volumes of which the first has been lost. That is what I imagine love to be: incompleteness in absence.