Small girl & boy

Small girl & boy
Small girl & boy are seen crying 2gether..

Den askd why?

Girl says

"My doll has broken"
&

Boy says
"I M crying bcoz my doll is crying.."
  

Jun, 12 2010     150 chars (1 sms)     3372 views       Love

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Find ARMS that will HOLD u at ur WEAKEST
EYES that will SEE u at ur UGLIEST
HEART that will LOVE u at ur WORST
If u’ve found it, u’ve found LOVE

LoVe PlUs

ThE fUn In ToGeThEr ...

ThE sAd In ApaRt ...

ThE hOpE iN
tOmOrRoW ...

tHe JoY iN hEaRt ... :-|
They Say Move On

N That Is What Exactly I Do
I Start Remembering Of Your Caring Hug
Of Your Gentle Kiss
Your Lovely Style Of Talking
Moving On To Every Word
That Reminds Me Of You
The Very You
N Then I Find I Have Moved On To A New Day
I Find Another Chance To Love You,In My Own Way
Love Never Dies A Natural Death.

It Dies Because We Don''t Know How To Replenish Its Source.

It Dies Of Blindness And Errors And Betrayals.

It Dies Of Illness And Wounds;

It Dies Of Weariness, Of Witherings, Of Tarnishings.
Or hon gay woh log jo mahabbat ko bhula detey hain,
hum tou ab bhi tujh hi k pass rah rah ker sada detey hain.
barri mushkil se mila kerte hain dost lakin phir bhi,
janey ahbab ko kiyou log bhula detey hain.
Three things cant be hidden
1. coughing
2. sneezing
and
LOVE
Ultimate Truth of Love

Love Is What ...
Can Be Felt Not Told

It Can Be Given
Not Sold

It Comes When
You Least Expect It

&

Leaves You When
You Most Need It ...
aanvli Si Ik Larki

Aarzoo K Gaon Mein

Intizaar Karti Thii

Uss Ki Zindagi Mein Bhi

Ik Bahaar Aa Jaey

Uss Ki Duniya Mein Koi

Lay Kay Piyaar Aa Jaey

Sapnay Boonti Rehti Thii

Saanvli Si Aik Larki


Simple truth of present:
if u dont want to know whats pain,
don't love anyone truely.

If someone loves you truly,
never show them whats pain.
~Author Unknown
Chahe wafa me thokre khate raho,

fir bhi rasme wade nibhate raho.

Yahi to ishq ka dastoor hai yaaro,

ki jakhm khate raho aur bas muskurate raho.
Love alone is capable of uniting living beings in such a way as to complete and fulfill them, for it alone takes them and joins them by what is deepest in themselves.
Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs. Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers'' eyes. Being vexed, a sea nourished with lovers'' tears. What is it else? A madness most discreet, a choking gall and a preserving sweet


~ William Shakespeare ~