Muddat se door

Muddat se door
Muddat se door the hum tum,
ek zamane ke baad milna acha laga.
sagar se gehra laga aapka pyar,
tairna to aata tha par doobna acha laga....
  

Jun, 14 2010     141 chars (1 sms)     3293 views       Love

more Love SMS Messages

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
And Our Feelings Just Aren''t Feelings Anymore.

They''re Just Words That

Come From Whispers

From People We Don''t Know.
8 letters



3 words



1 meaning. . .






I Love You . . . :)
Agar tum ye sochtai ho
k pori dunia tum se payar karti hai
to aun mein se aik mein bhi hon

Agar tum ye sochtai ho
k kuch log tum se payar kartain hain
to aun mein se aik mein bhi hoon

Agar tum ye sochtai ho
k sirf aik banada tum se payar karta hai
to woh mein hoon

Agar tum ye sochtai ho
k tum se koi nahi payar karta hai
to mein ais duniya mein nahi hoon
Kisi ki chahat ko saza mat dena,

Kisi ki mohabat ko dagha mat dena,

Jisey tum bin jeeney ki aadat na ho,

Usey kabhi lambi umar ki dua mat dena.
Luv & Kush r walking in village.
Luv falls into a well, y??
Coz luv is blind. Kush also jumps, y??
Coz luv ke liye saala kuch bhi karega.
I have liked many but loved very few.yet no-one has been as sweet
as u.I"d stand and wait in the worlds longest queue.just for the
pleasure of a moment with u
kal raat sapne ne,
teri tasveer bana dali…
DIL ko itni achi lagi
ke sene se lagi dali..
kisi ki nazar na lag jay…aansuon se mita dali…
when I see u I feel I care 4u
when I kiss u I feel I miss u all the time
when I hug u I feel I need u
when I touch u I feel this is the end of my life
and now Im thinking of u I feel that I luv u more than ever I do
thats y I think of u all the time


-!- lOve nEveR diEs -!-
Hum Teri Aarzo Mein Jeetey
Hain
-
Tu Nahi Hai To
Zindagi Nahi
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.
zindagi main bohat baar waqat asa ai ga
jb tum ko cahnay wala hi tum ko rulai ga
magar bhrosa rakhna uspar akelay main
who tum say kahi ziyada aansu bahaye ga