Love is like a missed-call It stops before you catch it But Friendship is like an "SMS" It comes to you inbox and stay Whenever you read it It makes you happy and this stay in your inbox until you delete it
All love at first, like generous wine,
Ferments and frets until ‘tis fine;
But when ‘tis settled on the lee,
And from th’ impurer matter free,
Become the richer still the older,
And proves the pleasanter the colder.
Hanskar woh gamm ki saza dete hain,
zeher main thoda sa pyar mila dete hain,
jab bhi naam aata hain unke diwano ka,
log meri taraf ungliyan utha dete hain......!!!
Ye tu Dil tha Dewana k Tum per aa gaya Warna Hum Keemti pathron ko be uthaya nhi krty Ye mana k Tum Haseen hoo magr ye be sun loo Hum Haseen logon se dil lagaya nhi krty Jis se Krty hain pyar bus ek hi baar krty hain Baar baar hum b kisi ko sataya nhi krty
