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)     3932 views       Love

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''''Never Try Ti Examine
Your Love Relations

Bcoz

They Are Like Diamonds

When You Hit Them
They Don''t Break

But

May Slip Away From
Your Life ... ''''
Kuch log jindgi me daga pate he,jndgi kitni anmol he ye bhul jate he,jindgi
jina to gulab se sikho jo khud tutkar b do dilo ko mila jate hai
U May Be BuSy,
U May Be Engaged
With Lots Of Works.
U Have 1440 min Per day.
Atleast For 1 min
Think That A Frnd
Is Waiting For Ur Message
Touch my heart & u will feel,
Listen to my heart & u will hear,
Look into my heart & u will see that
U will alwayz be a special part of me
If You Are Going To Make Me CRY



Then Please Be There To Wipe My TEARS. . .
To love means to feel..to desire..to miss..to hope..
to cry and to laugh..to learn how to forgive..
to love means to live and to feel alive.
To love means to give life to all your feelings, to give meaning to all your dreams.
To love means to see yourself from inside... to feel the depth of your existence.
To love means to appreciate the worth of purity and to admire the brilliance of simplicity.
love is like a butterfly...

if u hold it too tight it will crash
and
if u will hold it too loose it will fly...
Be Khaber Apne Dil Se Tu Bhi Nahi Main Bhi Nahi,
Ye Or Baat Hai Manta Dil Ki Tu Bhi Nahi Main Bhi Nahi,
Ab Dekhiye Kya Hota Hai Anjaam Dono Ka Dono Hain Sheesha Mizaaj,
Toot Ker Jurne Wala Tu Bhi Nahi Main Bhi Nahi. LOVE U JANU !!!
Our Heart Is The Best
Hypocrite In the World ...!!!

We Think It Beats For
Us In Side

But

It Beats For Someone Else
Who Is Inside It ... ^.^
Sirf main hi tham sakoon haath us ka mujh pe itnee inayat si ker dey

Wo reh na paye ik pal bhi mere bina aey Khuda usay meri aadat si ker dey.
Neend se kiya shikwa karun
main...."sagar"
Qasoor to us chehray ka hai jo mujhe
sonay nahi deta.....!
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 ~