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Jun, 18 2010     152 chars (1 sms)     2115 views       

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ub kauon roshni se darte ho faraz.
tum tu kahte thy mujhe chaand chahye.
Keep the smile, leave the tear,
Think of joy, forget the fear...
Hold the laugh, leave the pain, Be joyous ,
Coz its new year!HAPPY NEW YEAR
U were always mine & you will always be but you never realized,
because your eyes never looked in my eyes,
you are always there in my heart and i can listen your heartbeat before mine beats.
kon jane k kua hona hai ub k janam ....

tum her kisi se muhbat ki umeed na kua kar..
There Are Very Few Things Sadder In This Life
Than
Watching SomeOne Walk Away After They Have Luved U . . .
Watching The Distance Between Ur Boodies Expands Until There''s Nothing Left But Empty Space & Silence . . .
Sardar to a girl....kia tum mujh se shadi kero gi...? Girl..tameez se baat kero...Sardar..Behan Ji,kia aap mujh se shadi karein gi.... ?
*MeN dy raha hoN tumheN khud sy ikhtlaaf ka haq

*Yeh ikhtlaaf ka haq hy, mukhalfat ka naheN
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.
rooh mujh se bichar jane ko hai
Wafa-e-muhabbat rakh ho jane ko hai
Jo mere dil se jur kar meri zaat mein raha
Woh bandhan pal mein toot jane ko hai

Muhabbat phir mujh ko aazmane ko hai..
Sokoon dil barbaad ho jane ko hai
Raaste socho ke simat jane ko hai
Yeh kaisa too ne muhabbat mein faasla rakha
Apna ho ke ajnabi ho jane ko hai

Muhabbat phir mujh ko aazmane ko hai..
Qurbato ke nisha mit jane ko hai
Faasle dooriyu mein badal jane ko hai
Woh ja sakta hai meri muhabbat ko chor ke
Meri zaat to us ki muhabat mein waft ho jane ko hai
nazar uthaa kabhee gham ke siyaah-khaano''n par.
isee andhere ko aankho''n kaa noor hone de,
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?
''tune to muje chora hi nhe sex ke kabil bus kandom dala aur choru ho gae wah loot lia hahahahahahaa''