Your sms is my

Your sms is my
Your sms is my

gulab jamun.

Your miss call is my

rasmalai.

Your call is my

Rasgulla.

So,always

"KEEP MY SWEET DISH BOX FULL."

so i am waiting for the ''SWEETS''

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Jun, 12 2010     205 chars (2 sms)     2448 views       Love

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True Lovers
Are Like Upper & Lower Eyelids!

They Often Meet
Because They Miss Each Other
...n
When They Meet,
They Don't See The World Around...!!

How do you spell love?... when you reach the point where the happiness, security, and development of another person is as much of a driving force to you as your own happiness, security, and development, then you have a mature love. True love is spelled G-I-V-E. It is not based on what you can get, but rooted in what you can give to the other person.
TaLk 2 me wHen i''m boReD,
kiSS me wHen i''m saD,
hug me wHen i cRy,
caRe 4 me wHen i diE,
loVe me When i''m sTill Alive...
I don’t know if i can live without your presence in my life,

all I know is..

that I’ll keep on waiting for you,

even you wouldn’t return

I’ll just wait for you in heaven..
Never Ignore A Person Who Loves U
Cares U
Misses U
Because
One Day U May Wake Up From Ur Sleep And Realize That
U Hv Lose The Moon While Counting Stars..!!
U may meEt ppL beTta deN me,
fuNnieR deN mE,
moRe loVely deN me,
buT thiNg i caN saY to U,
i wiLL alwAys be heRe wheN deY aLL leAve u..
Wonderful Quote:

"Love is the Seventh sense,
Which Destroys all the Six Senses"
i can teach anybody
How to get what they want out of life.
The problem is that
I can’t find anybody
who can tell me what they want
Pyar ko chod kar tum koi aur baatkaro
Ab mujhe pyar ki har baat se dar lagta hai
Meri khatir na woh badnam kahin ho jaye
Esliye unki har mulaqat se dar lagta hai
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 . . .
Love is like a friendship caught on fire.
In the beginning a flame, very pretty,
Often hot and fierce,
But still only light and flickering.
As love grows older,
Our hearts mature
And our love becomes as coals,
Deep-burning and unquenchable.
Yeh Ansoo

Hanste hue, aankhon main kyun aa jaate hain ye aansoo
Yun khushi ko adhoora sa bana jaate hain ye aansoo ,
Dard itna hai saha, khaali ho gaya samandar ashkon ka
Jaane kahan se aankhon main bhar jaate hain ye aansoo,
Khush hoon main, koi shikwa zamane se na taqdeer se
Meri iss baat ko jhoota kyun bana jaate hain ye aansoo ,
Shayad khabar hai in ko bhi kis qadar tanha hoon main
Tanhaayi main mera saath nibha jaate hain ye aansoo.... !!