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Jun, 18 2010     152 chars (1 sms)     2948 views       

more Adult SMS Messages

chalo

maan lete

tumhari khushi

ki khathir yeh bhi

tumhy chor dte hain.

kisi or ka hone dte hain.

per es baat ka

yaqeen dilao

tumhare jane k baad

tumhari yaad

mujhe kbi nai aye gi.

agr asa hi hu ga.

tu hum tumhy chord dte hain.

kisi or ka hony dte hain.
Aisa Nahi K Humne Usay Yaad Na Kya Ho

FARAZ

Roz Rath Guzarte Thay Hum TOM nd JERRY Dekh Kar
Saleeka Ho Agar Bheegi Hoi Aankhon Ko Parrhney Ka''''.....


To Phir Behty Huye Aansu Bhi Akser Baat Krtey Hain"...
Muqader mein jo sakhti thi wo mer k bhi nahi nikli

Qabar khodi gai jb meri to pethrili zameen nikli.
A Prayer When I''m Weary
As Onward I Trod,

A Little More Trusting,
Believing in God,

This I Would Wish for
Within Moments Dear,

Not a Lot - Just a Little
This Wondrous New Year.

Happy New Year.
Boy : main kunwari larki k sath sex nahi karta..
Pata hai kyo ??
Boy: Kyo ke main khuun kharana nahi passand karta
There''s Mothers Day And Fathers Day.
There Are Anniversaries And Birthdays.
But There Are No Special Days To Thank Someone Or To Apologize To Anyone.
They Can Be Done Anytime, Anyday.
Today I Choose To Thank You For Everytime
You Made Me Smile, Laugh,
For Everytime You Helped,
Wiped A Tear. And I Apologize For Any Inconvenience I Caused,
For Every Time I Was Rude,
For Anything That Hurt You.
Thank You For Being A Great Part Of My Small Life:-)..
Love That We Can Not Have
Is The One That Last Longest,
Hurts The Deepest
&
Feels The Strongest . . .
Aksar uddas rehta hoon
Shehr-e-tanhaee say
Koi qaafila
Teri simt jata nahi
Kon hay jo teri khabar day
Mujhay !
Anjaan rahon pay
Gaye waqt ki dhool kay siwa
Kuch nahi..........
shayad iss lye mai aksar udaas rehta hon
Still, Majnun desires to become insane.
Still, Layla’s camel flees the caravan.

Still, the noise of Farhad’s pickaxe can be heard.
Still, Shirin’s tale is sweet to tell.

Who is calling and who is telling in the music of the saz?
Everything becomes musical. Who spends life from moment to moment?

Mazun says: “Who is here? Who is on there?”
He is here; he is there. Where is he?
khoosh haal se tum bhi lagte ho
yoon afsoorda to hum bhi nahi
per jan''ne waale jaante hain
khoosh tum bhi nahi khoosh hum bhi nahi
When i dont get ur sms

A little pain in my heart

A small tear in my eye

And

Sadness falls on my face

What is this?


Its nothing


"Just Missing U"