If I Had Three

If I Had Three
If I Had Three Wishes . . .
I Would Give Away Two. . .
Because
The Only Thing I Want In This World. . .
Is One Chance To Be Wid You. . .
  

Jun, 14 2010     141 chars (1 sms)     3055 views       Love

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The more silently love is expressed, the more deeply it is bound to impress. No wonder God loves us in silence but gives us unnoticed blessings. :)
Jane kaha tha or kaha aa gaya!
duniya me bankar mehman aa gaye!
Abhi to zindagi ki kitab puri padhi bhi nahi aur jane kitne imtihan aa gaye...
tupash say bach kay ghataaoon mein beth jatay hain
gay huwaoon ki sadaaoon mein beth jatay hain
hum irdgird kay mousam say jab bee ghabraa jain
tery kial ki chaoon mein beth jatay hain.....
True sadness is when you love someone,
and you know that they love you back,
and then one of you leaves and the other feels as
if they will never be whole again.
Chalo tum sath mat dena,

Mujhe beshak bhula dena,

Naye sapne saja lena,

Naye rishtay bana lena,

Bhula dena sabhi waday,

Sabhi “qasmain”

Sabhi Natay,

Tumhain jana!

ijazat ha,

Jo diL chahe

Woh sab KaRNa,



Magar ab tum

kisi se bhi.



aadhora pyar mat

KaRNa.;
To Kill An Enemy
You Required A Sword Or A Gun

But

To Kill A Loved One
Just Being Silent Is Enough

Remember !!
Never Try To Do That... (:
Uski chahat se iqrar na karte,

Uski qasmon ka aitbaar na karte,

Agar pata hota k hum sirf mazaaq hain unke liye,

Qasam se hum jaan de dety par pyar na karte.
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.
Rishte kanch ki tarah hote hai,

toote jaye to chubhte hai.

Inhe sambhalkar hateli par sajana

kyoki inhe tootne me ek pal

aur banane me barso lag jate hai
…..! Neendh bhe nilam ho jati hai bzaar-e-ishq mei…..

Mohsin…,,,

……! Itna asaan nhi hota kisi ko bhool k so jana….
When you feel cold and warm at the same time,
when you read over the same line for the tenth time,
when your heart and thoughts somehow appear to rhyme,
and when a simple name conquers your whole mind,
then you are in deep trouble my friend...
you are in what they call, "love".
Love has no desire but to fulfill itself.
But if you love and must needs have desires, let these be your desires;
To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night.
To know the pain of too much tenderness.
To be wounded by your own understanding of love;
And to bleed willingly and joyfully.