Jab Aapka Naam

Jab Aapka Naam
Jab Aapka Naam Juban Par Aata Hai,
Pata Nahi Dil Kyo Muskurata Hai.
Tasalli Hoti Hai Mann Ko Koi To Hai Apna
Jo Haste Hue har waqt Yaad Aata Hai
  

Jun, 14 2010     148 chars (1 sms)     4189 views       Love

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Everything In Life Cant Make You Happy..
Everything In A Day Cant Make You Satisfied
But Therez One Thing Which Makes You Feel
Nice..
Thats Love For You In Someone''s Eyes .. !!
Together You and I
Can Reach Stars In The Sky. . .
Together You and I
Can Touch Rainbows If V Try. . .
Together You and I
Can Make The Moon Smile. . .
Together You and I
Make Heaven Seem Like A Mile. . .
Together You and I
Can Make The Rain Fall. . .
Because Our Love Is Special
And Together We Have It All . .
Bachpan ke dukh bi kitne ache the,

tab to sirf khilone tuta karte the.

Wo khushiyan bi na jane kaise khushiyan thi,

titli ko pakad ke uchhla karte the.

Paoon maar ke khud barish ke pani mae,

apna aap bhigoya karte the.

Ab to ek aansu bi rusva kar jata hai,

bachpan mein to dil khol ke roya karte the.
LUV is whn
Dere r a million thngs U wana say 2 sum1
Bt
Whn dey luk U in eyes n hold U in arms nthng in lyf ma8ers othr thn being wid th8 prsn @ th8 momnt
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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When Lots Of People Start 2 Luv U
U May Get Confused Whom 2 Luv
Just Tell Them I Hate U
Evry1 Will Get Back
Bt Not d Person Who Luves U

Th3 HAnDsoM3
D3v|L ;->
...Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or Bends with the remover to remove.
O, no! It is an ever-fixed mark,
That looks on tempests and is never shaken.
It is the star to every wandering bark,
whose worth''s unknown, although his height be taken.
-- William Shakespeare
Love is falling asleep dreaming of the one that makes you smile and waking up smiling about the one u dream of.
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.
Rishtay jo pyar ke thay sabhi choot-tay gaye...

Bandhan bhi saaray zabt ke phir toot-tay gaye...

Khawab-o-khayal ban gayen yaaron ki mehfilen...

Ek ek kar ke yaar sabhi rooth-tay gaye...

Sab dard dil main bhar liye sukh ki talash main...

Hamdard ban ke log hamain loot-tay gaye...

Milti rahin sazayen hamain pyar ke aiwaz...

Apni hi Khawahishon ka gala ghont-tay gaye...
Yeh Warq Warq teri Dastan
Yeh sabaq sabaq Terey Tazkary
Main karoon to kaise karoon alag
Tujhe Zindagi ki kitab se
"Hum Ko GaLi Main dekh kar Khud Ko Chupa Lia,
jane ye DUSHMANO ne usay kia sikha diya,
ghar us ne kia banaya MASJID k samne....
CHAHAT ne us ki hum ko NAMAZI bana diya"