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)     2541 views       Love

more Love SMS Messages

Love Is Feeling

When You Are About To

Feel A Feeling

You Have Never Felt Before ... :)
Ebtida.e.ishq se takmeel.e.zindgi tak....

Tumhe chaha,
Tumhe chaha,
Aur sirf tumhe chahen gay...!!!
You Know You''re

In Love When You

Don''t Wanna Go To Sleep

At Night Because

Your Life Is Better Than A Dream.
You know you''re in love when at those times you''re apart,
You find yourself gazing at the sky in the
direction she lives and feeling some peace in
knowing that you live under the same sky.
Being visible n being 2gether

isn''t always a requirement for being close.

It just takes some thoughts n memories

2 feel the presence of someone
Maintain

silence 4

2minutes

in memory

of those poor mosquitoes

who died

last nite

aftr drinking

ur blood,

they had

a heavy

diabetes

coz

u r

so SWEET!!!
A sMiLe tO pUt You On HiGh... A KisS To Set YoUr SouL ALriGhT... WouLd iT bE aLriGhT iF I spEnT ToNiTe BeiNg LovED bY YoU???
Two tear drops were floating
down a river. The first one *
asked "who are you from" she
replied, "I’m from a girl whose
man left her. Who you from?"
He replied, "I’m from the man who
regrets letting her go."
Love And Death Are 2 Un-Invited Guests
When Will They Come
Nobody Knows
But Both Have Similar Effects
One Takes The Heart
&
Other Takes Its Beats
I MISS YOU in every beats of heart,
In every blink of my eyes,
In every second of Time and...
In every moment of the Day !
Teri Ibtada koi or hai.....
Tari inteha koi or hai.....
Teri bath hum sey hoi to kia......
Tara mudda'a Koi or hai....
Humein Shoq tha bari dair se k teray Sharik-e-safer banein....
Teray sath chal k khabar hoi tera rasta koi or hai.....
Tujhe fikar hai k badal dia mujhe gardish-e-shab-o-roz ne.....
Kabhi khud se bhi too sawal kar tu wohi hai ya koi hoor hai....
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.