My eyes brimming

My eyes brimming
My eyes brimming with tears.... My heart bit by fears....... Not to love.. For everyone who has loved and lost someone... Actually there is no end of love......
  

Jun, 19 2010     161 chars (2 sms)     2118 views       Decent

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Aadmi sharaab ka glass saamne rakh k Ghamzada betha huwa tha,
Dost aa kar uske sath betha aur uska glass utha kar ek hi ghoont mein pi kar bola:Yaar Q udaas ho ?

Aadmi:Yaar aaj ka to din hi kharaab hai,
Subha BV se jhagra huwa,

Raastey mein gaari kharaab hogayi,

Daftar late pohuncha to Boss ne nokri se nikaal diya,

Girlfriend ko easyload nahi bheja to wo bhi chhor k chali gayi,

Aur ab KHUDKUSHI karne k liye Sharaab mein zeher daal k peeny laga tha to wo bhi tumne pi liya.
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Us waqt mobile kahan tha?
Kabhi to apna dimaagh istamaal kiya karo.
Khiltey Phoolo''n Ki
Rida Ho Jaye

Iti Hassas Hawa
Ho Jaye

Maangte Hi Haath Par
Khushia''n Rakh De

Itna Meherbaan Aap
Per KHUDA Ho Jaye

-Aamiin- :)
We love ourself even after making so many mistakes...

Then how can we hate otherz for their small mistakes??


Strange but true!!!
Only struggle, provides you the chance of success But
Addition of Faith in Allah Rab-Ul-Izzat converts this chance into guarantee..
Trust is like an elastic

being stretch by two people.

As long as u hold on it,

ul be happy.

The moment one leaves,

the other gets the terrible pain.
Most irritating and ann0ying moment:


You're getting bored and no messages, not even a
single text. . . !



Suddenly your cell rings,
you rush t0wards it to watch who finally texted !


You pick your cell with excitement and see a text
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Service Cente
Challenges are like trees seen through a running train. As U approach them they grow bigger, once U pass them they become smaller! So never be afraid of them.
One can easily understand a child who is afraid of the dark.

The real tragedy of life is when grown men and women are afraid of light.
Gods blessings comes

as a surprise

& how much we receive

depends on how

much we believe
If death meant just leaving the stage long enough to change costume and come back as a new character...Would you slow down? Or speed up?”
Life is just like a beach.

WE r moving without end.

Nothing stays with us.

What remains with us

is d memories of sum spl pepole

who touched us as waves