Whats Sweeter

Whats Sweeter
Whats Sweeter:
Sms Or Miss Call.

Ans: Miss Call,
Becoz It Shows Someone Is Terribly
Missing U That He Or She Is Wordless
To Say Or Write.
  

Jun, 19 2010     145 chars (1 sms)     3059 views       Decent

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pal pal sa banta hai "EHSAH",
Shsas sa banta hai "VISHVAS",
Vishvas sa banta hai "RISHTA".
Ristoon sa banta hai koi "KHAS",
Jaisa
"AAP"
Wasi shah¤
¤Nazar jab tum se milti he.
Me khud ko bhool jata hon.
Bas ek dharrkan dharrakti he
Me khud ko bhool jata hon.
Tumhen milney se pehley.
Me boht sajta sanwrta hon.
Magar jab tum sanwartey ho.
Me khud ko bhool jata hon.
Me aksar kitabon pe Tera hi naam likhta hon.
Magr kuch tum jo likhtey ho,
Me khud ko bhool jata hon
Me aksar ye hi kehta honktum se pyar karta hon
Magar jab tum ye kehtey ho,
Me dunya bhol jata hun.
DIET PLAN FOR LIFE;
1)Eat Ur Words
2)Swallow Urpride
3)Digetst The Teaching Of God
4)Elimintae The Ego
5)For Desserts; Indulge In Prayer & Meditation
U r The Best
Heart Surgeon In The World
B'cuz
U Made A Place In My
Heart
Widout Cutting
&
Spilling Blood.
I'm Lucky To Have U.....
Dil to chahta hai k aapse milen magar Faaslon ki majboori hai,

Hum to sada aapke sath hein sirf nazron ki doori hai.
Janwar Ma
Khawahish
Tr
Frishtay Ma Aqal Hoti Hy

Magr Insan Ma Dono Hoti Hyn

Agr Wo Aql Ko Dba Le To Janwar

Tr

Agr Khuwahish Ko Dabata Hy

To Frishta Kehlata Hy
A Good Way To Differentiate Love And Friendship:


"Without U I Can''t Live"- Is Love.


"U Must Live, I M With U" -This Is Frndship
4 Steps To Attain Success!

1st T H I N K.

2nd B E L I E V E.

3rd D R E A M .

4th D A R E.

Good L U C K.
zindagi aysa khal hai jis main app jeet nahi sakte hain,

barabar nahi hoo sakte or yeh bi nahi kah sakte k hum nahi khalye
The Heart suffers a lot,
not because of ''''VIOLENCE'''' of other people,
But..
Because of ''''SILENCE'''' of Dear ones.
Never say gud bye 2 sum1 who luvs u..
Never say thanx who really needs u..
Never blame a person who really trusts u..
Never 4get a person who think u as LIFE
We Have No Right To Ask When A Sorrow Comes. . . ''Why Did This Happen To Me. . . ?'' Unless
We Ask The Same Question For Every Joy That Comes Our Way. . .