Its Not Your

Its Not Your
Its Not Your Mistake If

You Can''t Read The Eyes

Which Cheats You

But

Its Really Your Mistake

If You Can''t Read

The Eyes Which Loves U.
  

Jun, 12 2010     155 chars (1 sms)     3459 views       Love

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Uski chahat se iqrar na karte,

Uski qasmon ka aitbaar na karte,

Agar pata hota k hum sirf mazaaq hain unke liye,

Qasam se hum jaan de dety par pyar na karte.
Love is just like life,
its not always easy and does not always bring happiness.
but when we do not stop living why should we stop loving
tere pyar ki hifazat kuch is terhan se ki hm ne...

jb bhi ksi ne pyar se dekha to hm ne nazren jhuka leen
widout even realising it,
u tel me u luv me so many tym ,
a day
in so many wayz.. ..

i hear it in ur voice wen u say
sweet things 2 me for no
special reason

i c it in ur eyes
wen u luk at me lyk no1 in d world u would rather b wid

i feel it wen v
hold hands n in private momentz wen nuthing
matterz but d both of us
sharing our luv 4 each other.. ..
Can I say I love you today? If not, can I ask you again tomorrow? And the day after tomorrow? And the day after that? Coz I''ll be loving you every single day of my life.
HITTLER SAID ;

"I SUGGEST YOU TO DO WAR BUT NEVER LOVE"

"BECOUSE IN WAR YOU LIVE OR YOU DIE"

"BUT IN LOVE NEITHER YOU LIVE NOR YOU DIE"
If 10 people care 4 u,
one of them is me,
if 1 person cares 4 u that would be me again,
if no 1 cares 4 u that means i m not in this world.
Some pray to marry the man they love,
my prayer will somewhat vary:
I humbly pray to Heaven above
that I love the man I marry.
The Tears I Wish

To Wipe Away,

Will Run Unchecked

For Another Day.


Alas,


That Is The Price I Pay.
Tere naam se apna naam jhoor loon aye sanam,
Teri sansoon se apni sanseen jhoor loon aye sanam,
Thaam loon hathoon mein hath yunhi umar bhar,
Zindagi ki sham ho jaye teri bahoon mein aye sanam...

MAHEK
Remember that you dont choose Love, Love chooses you!
all u can really do is accept it for all its mystery wen it comes into your life ...

Feel the way it fills you to over flowing, then reach out and give it away..
If I am pressed to say why I loved her,
I feel it can only be explained by replying:
"Because it was she; because it was me.