Har sham se tera izhaar kiya karte hai,
Har khwab me tera didar kiya karte hai,
Diwane hi to hai hum tere,
Jo har waqt tere milne ka intzaar kiya karte ha
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
God saw me hungry he created pizza he saw me thirsty he created pesi he saw me in dark he created light and he saw me without girl friend he created u now it is the time 2 love me
meri ankhon me sawan ki jhari rehti hai jese koi kashti darya me khari rehti hai dekh teri yad me kitna madhosh hon main duniya ko meri or mujhy teri pari rehti hai
