Bichedte hue yaad

Bichedte hue yaad
Bichedte hue yaad de jayenge
Khud sone se pehle unhi ko 1 khwab de jayenge
Unhe gila hai ke hm jawab nahin dete
Saanso ke rukne se pehle har jawab dy jayenge
  

Jun, 14 2010     161 chars (2 sms)     3030 views       Love

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If u have to choose between me & d world,

What will u choose?

If u choose world u lose me.

But if u choose me I will give u the world....;->
The Smallest Word
Is "I"

The Sweetest Word
Is "LOVE"

And

The Dearest Person
In The World
Is "YOU"

That''s Why

I LOVE YOU ... (:
I love your mouth for words come out that teach and soothe.
I love your hands for they heal with their touch.
I love your feet for they bring you to me with your gifts...
Pyaar karne wale kisi se darte nahi
waffa karne wale kabhi marte nahi
bohat koshish ki humnein pyaar jatane ki
eik tum ho ke mera yakeen karte hi nahi
Is iT PoSsIbLe FoR tHe RoSe To SaY “I’lL GiVe mY fRaGnAnCe To ThE GoOd PpL wHo SmELl Me, BuT I’lL wItHhOlD iT fRoM tHe BaD ?”
Or
iS It PosSiBlE fOr ThE LaMp To SaY “I’lL GiVe My LiGhT tO ThE GoOd PpL In ThIs RoOm, BuT I’Ll WiThHoLd It fRoM thE EvIl PpL?”
Or
CaN A TrEe SaY, “I’lL GiVe My ShAdE tO tHe GoOd PpL wHo ReSt UnDeR mE, bUt I’Ll wItHhOlD iT fRoM tHe BaD ?”

ThESe ArE iMaGeS Of wHaT lOve Is AbOuT
''CRY'' Is A Love Detecter.

When Sum1 Makes You Cry It Shows

That How Much You Love Them

And If Someone Crys

For You It Shows Their Love For You
Wen i was a baby i was afraid to lose my mom,
Wen i was a kid i was afraid to lose my toy,
nw im older my fear grew bigger n im afraid
to lose som1 like u Baby Al..
It is by the present heart of love that the blessings of the future are planted, to be reaped when the future again becomes the present.
I believe that God above created you for me to love.




He picked you out from all the rest cause He knew id love you the best
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.

Uss k honton ka tabassum rahay qayaim “YA RUB”
Uss k jeevan main khushiyon ka basaira ker day…

Tu meri “KARB” ki raaton ko bhalay khatam na ker,
Uss ke her shaam k aakhir mai “SAWAIRA” ker day.

Uss k “DIL” k kisi konay main jaga day mujh ko…
Uss ki “AANKHON” ko meray sapnon say khaira ker day

Yeh meray dil ki dua hay “MERA MOLA SUN LAY”…
Saaaari duniya say chupa ker “USSAY MERA KER DAY”
WO mujhay choor gya hay
y baat tu sach hay
magar baat hay ruswai ki
WO jhan khain bhi gya
loat kay meray hi pas aya
ik yahi baat achhai hay meray harjai ki