Love is the only thing

Love is the only thing
Love is the only thing u can''t control, once it is in your heart & soul.
  

Jun, 12 2010     74 chars (1 sms)     3010 views       Love

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''''Never Try Ti Examine
Your Love Relations

Bcoz

They Are Like Diamonds

When You Hit Them
They Don''t Break

But

May Slip Away From
Your Life ... ''''
Mana k tere shaher ma hum se garib
km hoon gey!!
Biki jo teri wafa to phle kharid dar
hum hoon gey!!
Mujh pta nai apni kismat ka tujh paa
lea
to sub se ameer hum hoon gey!!
Hey Krishna tu is kalyug mein aa kar to dikha…

Tune 18 saal ki umar me mama kans ko mara,
BIN LADEN ko hath laga kar to dikha…

Tune Arjun ko to Saari Geeta sunayee,
Mere Project Manager se ek baar baat kar ke to dikha..

Tune to Arjun ka Sarathi banke Pandavon ko jitaaya
Indian Cricket team ka Coach ban ke WorldCup jitaake to dikha…

Tune bhari mehfil mein draupadi ko saree pehnai,
Mallika sherawat ko ek jodi kapde pehna ke to dikha…

Tune gokul ki 1600 gopiyan patai,
Meri company ki sirf ek ladki ko pata kar to dikha…

Hey Krishna tu is kalyug mein aa kar to dikha…
If You Are Ever Going To Love Me,
Love Me Now, While I Can Know
The Sweet And Tender Feelings
That From True Affection Flow
nafratain lak mili koi muhabbat na mili
zindagi beet gai par rahat na mili
teri mehfil may har shaks ko hansta deka
ik may tha jisay hansnay ki ijazat na mili
Woh chalte chalte itne door chale gaye,
Hamein rokna bhi na aaya.
Hamne unka naam liya phir bhi,
Shayad unhein sunna na aaya.
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
shakespear said:
"love or hate me both are in my favour..if u love me i'll always be in ur HEART..if u hate me i'll always be in ur MIND"
Ebtida.e.ishq se takmeel.e.zindgi tak....

Tumhe chaha,
Tumhe chaha,
Aur sirf tumhe chahen gay...!!!
Love Is Like

Sun Coming Out Of The Clouds

And

Warming you Soul ... =)
Today I begin to understand what love must be, if it exists. When we are parted, we each feel the lack of the other half of ourselves. We are incomplete like a book in two volumes of which the first has been lost. That is what I imagine love to be: incompleteness in absence.
''''To look life in the face, always, to look life in the face and to know it for it is.. At last to know it, to love it for what it is, and then to put it away.
always the years between us, always the years. Always the love. Always the hours''''