Real love is a pilgrimage

Real love is a pilgrimage
"Real love is a pilgrimage. It happens when there is no strategy, but it is very rare because most people are strategists".
  

Jun, 14 2010     124 chars (1 sms)     2421 views       Love

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Kbhi Agr Tm Dua Me Kisi Ko Mango,

Phr Wo Tm Ko Na Mile To,

Ye Jan Lo K Kahin Koi Or Tmhe Apne RUB Se Mang Rha Hy,

Or Uski Mhbt Mai Tm Se Zyada SHIDDAT Hai.
The beginning of love is to let those we love be perfectly themselves,
and not to twist them to fit our own image.
Otherwise we love only the reflection of ourselves we find in them.
I took All The Pain Killers
Coz I Wanted To Wash Away My Pain
But One Thought Of U
And It Hurts All Over Again. . .
In all the years
we''ve been together,
loving one another,
I vow from my heart
that there has never
been another.
On the very day we met,
I gave my heart to you,
and I promise that
as long as I live,
I will love you!
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!
When I Look In To Mirror

I See My Half View

Because You Are Not There ...
Wo mere liye kuch khaas hai yaaro''
jinke laut aane ki na koi aas hai Yaaro''
wo najro se door hai to kya huwa..
Banke dil ki dhadkn mere paas to hai yaaro''
Cute Answer When A Girl Asked Her Ex.. … Girl – Do U Still Love Me?? Boy – Pyar Ka To Pta Nahi, Lekin Mere Dost Aaj Bhi Mujhe Teri Kasam Dete Hain..!!
Kaash main teri haseen
Ankhon ka kajal hota.
Tere ronay se tere saray
Ansuon ko pi jata.

Raat ko be-khabri me Jo
Tujhe mera khayal aata.
Tu main teri ankhon me
kuch pehlay se ziada
Tehal jata.

Subha jab tum apne
Naram hathon se saf
karti mujhe.
Tu main tere nazuk
Hathon pe lag sa jata.

To apni ankhon me
Hamesha pyar se lagati
Mujhe,
Tu na kabhi khud se
Juda kar pati mujhe.

Youn teri rangeen dunya
Me rehta madhosh.
Umar bhar me karta teri
Ankhon ko roshan.

Kash main teri haseen
Ankhon ka kajal hota.

¤KinG Of SmS¤007
What’s meant to be will always find a way and if ever you’ve found that way,

do something to make it happen, never let go ’cause not all that’s meant to be will always turn into reality.
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.
Love doesn''t grow on trees like apples in Eden
It''s something you have to make
And you must use your imagination too. . .