I want to steal

I want to steal
I want to steal the colors of life
I want to touch the moon
I want to feel the fragrance of life
it''s my wish it''s my wish
I want to hear the voice of life
I want to be a ray of life....
  

Jun, 12 2010     194 chars (2 sms)     2615 views       Love

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Nazren mali tu Payear ka azhar kar gaya

Bola tu bat bat se ankar kar gia........?

Warna ye booj kon uthta tamam umar''

Acha howa 'k' Phlay wohe war kar gia''

MEIN lafaz lafaz dohnd ky tahk bh gia sham''

wo phool day ky bat ka azhar kir gia''''''''''''''''''?
Khumaar-alooda nazroon ki har ek junbish hai afsaana..

Elaahi..! Hum unhain daikhen?? ke unka daikhna daikhen..
b careful when u give ur '' HEART '' to some 1 ,
bcoz when u give ur heart to some 1 ,
u r not only giving that person ,the right to '' LOVE '' U ,
but also a power to '' HURT '' U .
No genuine lover loves d face,they love the heart.

No heart falls in love by choice,its by chance.

No one stays in love by chance, its by faith..!
Boy- Do you love me?
Girl-Yes !!
Boy-Prove it!
Girl-How?
Boy-Jump down from the roof..
She walked up to the edge and said with a smile
Girl- Push me!
I cried today...
not because I missed you or even wanted you
but because I finally realized I''m going to be alright without you
Flowers need sunshine, violets need dew, all angels in heaven know I need u. years may fly, tears may dry, but my Luv for u will never die.
Sometimes your nearness takes my breath away;
and all the things I want to say can find no
voice. Then, in silence, I can only hope my
eyes will speak my heart.
At this moment 4.7 million r working,

2.3 millon r sleepin;

2.1 million r watching TV

''n'' only 1 CUTE HEART in the whole world

iz reading My SMS.

Cho Chweet!
Sajde dil ke tarane bahut hai zindigi jeene ke bahane bahut hai
aap sada muskurate rehna apki muskurahat ke deewane bahut hai
its been too long now...I dint know I was so stupid that I ll wait for some one for as long as forever......

we have been apart more than we have been together..!
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.