To find a true love

To find a true love
To find a true love, you must first find a true friend.
Love does not consist of gazing into each other''s eyes, but rather looking outward together in the same direction.
To love someone completely you must love them for who they are, not what they look like.
Friendship is the soil through which love''s seeds grow.
If you want to bring love into a relationship, you must first bring friendship
  

Jun, 12 2010     401 chars (3 sms)     2225 views       Love

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I Only Wish To Be The Fountain Of Love

From Which You Drink,

Every Drop Promising Eternal Passion.
Ehsaas use bhi hoga ek din apni jafa ka
rula dega use ek din khayal meri wafa ka
usne insaan sa sulook bhi na kiya mujhse
jis insaan ko maine darja diya khuda ka..Ehsaas use bhi hoga ek din apni jafa ka
rula dega use ek din khayal meri wafa ka
usne insaan sa sulook bhi na kiya mujhse
jis insaan ko maine darja diya khuda ka..
The sun is glazing,
Upon the sunlight I see the path of our love shining brightly knowing that it is so great to have sumone like U!
Luv You!
tum ne tu phir bhi sikh lia dunya ka chaal chalan...
hum tu kch bhi na kar saky tujh se muhbat k siwaaa...!!
Muddat se door the hum tum,
ek zamane ke baad milna acha laga.
sagar se gehra laga aapka pyar,
tairna to aata tha par doobna acha laga....
Ive got ur bak & uve got mine. ill help u out netime.2 see u hurt 2 see u cry. makes me weep & wanna die. ill b right here til d end. cuz ur my love & my best friend.
Good days come often,

Bad days do too,


But the best days only come when

I’m with you.
Wo jo mera ho nigahon main haya rakhta ho,

Umar bhar saath nibhay azm-e-waffa rakhta ho,

Naz uss kay na uthao to shikayat na kary,

Gham utha kar bhi muskarany ki ada rakhta ho.
Chal aisy dais main chalty hain
Jhan chand aur sooraj milty hon
Jhan rang titley phelati hon
Jhan khoshe kay jharnay behty hon
Jhan baton say khoshbo ati ho
Jhan piyar ki basti basti ho
Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don''t know how to replenish it''s source.

It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds;

it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.
Wo raato ke neende urane laga hai
Meri khwahisho ko jagane laga hai
Adao ke nahkre dikhaongi me osko
Main ghusse me ziyada sataongi osko
Mere dil me bs wahi hai samaya
Yeh kya dard dil mere dil me jagaya
Subah shaam mere khiyalo pe chaya
Kaun hai jo sapno main aaya
"Happiness is
Like a Butterfly"

You run
after it,
It keeps
flying away.
But if you
''stand still'',
It comes and
''Sits On You''

"Wish you lots
of Butterflies !