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)     2975 views       Love

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An aching heart is like a small baby which can only cry..
but it wont be able to experss its feelings..
So dont hurt anybody
Hug Someone U Love

&

Tell How Much U Care.

B''coz When They R Gone,

No Matter How Loud U Shout

& Cry,

They Wont Hear U Anymore!
Love doesnt mean to win someone

But It means to lose yourself for someone

It is not done by the excellence of mind

But It is done by the purity of heart
AAP HUMEN BHULA DO HUMEN KOI GHAM NAHIN,
AAP HUMEN RULLA DO HUMEN KOI GHAM NAHIN,
JIS DIN HUM NE AAP KO BHULA DIYA,
SAMAJH LENA IS DUNIYA ME HUM NAHIN
Kitni masoom khawahish ha us deewani larrki ki,
Chahti hai k mohabat b kry aurr khush b rahy.
You''re the shoulder I lean on,
the hand that I hold,
The eyes with the message
That never grows old,
The smile that is part of
Each warm memory -
You''re everything special
That means love to me.
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…
Socha Tha Teri Sadgi Pay Likhon Ga Ek Ghazal,,,???

Afsos K Tery Mayaar K Alfaz Na Mil Saky...???
Dil chahta hai ke tujhe apna bana loon..
khud ko bhool jaon or tujh main samaloon..
ab lafzoon se ye dil behalta naheen...
dil chahta hai ke tujhe apney pas ley aaon or tujh apna bana loon Dil chahta hai ke tujhe apna bana loon..
khud ko bhool jaon or tujh main samaloon..
ab lafzoon se ye dil behalta naheen...
dil chahta hai ke tujhe apney pas ley aaon or tujh apna bana loon
Love begins with a smile ...

Grows with a kiss ...

And

Ends with a teardrop ...
Sath dil k chaly dil ko Nahin Roka ham ny
Jo na apna ta usy toot k chaha ham ny
aik dhoky main Kati umar hamari sari
Kia bataon k kis ko paya kis ko koya ham ne
Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs. Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers'' eyes. Being vexed, a sea nourished with lovers'' tears. What is it else? A madness most discreet, a choking gall and a preserving sweet


~ William Shakespeare ~