Kuch Anmol Batain Meri

Kuch Anmol Batain Meri
11. Nakami Ka Khouf Hi Nakami Ka Aaghaz Hai
12. Dua Yun Maango K Har Shay Khuda K Ikhtiyar Me Hai
13. Auron Ki Fikar Me Khud Ko Mat Bhool Jao,
14. Mayusi Mout Ka Dusra Naam Hai
15. Hamesha Naik Bannay Ki Koshish Karo Jis Tarah Haseen Bannay Ki Koshish Kartay Ho . . . /
  

Jun, 19 2010     273 chars (2 sms)     3908 views       

more Adult SMS Messages

aaj to trk e ta''aluq pe bazid lgta hy...

tujh ko dekhy ga to dil phir se machl jaega!!
Saleeka Ho Agar Bheegi Hoi Aankhon Ko Parrhney Ka''''.....


To Phir Behty Huye Aansu Bhi Akser Baat Krtey Hain"...
1 Ameer ne Ghareeb Admi se poocha:

"Yeh batao k SEX mehnat hai ya maza?"

Ghareeb bola:

"Maza hi hoga Sahib"

"Warna Aap Log ye B hum se hi krwatay.
Muqader mein jo sakhti thi wo mer k bhi nahi nikli

Qabar khodi gai jb meri to pethrili zameen nikli.
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.
The importance of friends in our lives is like our Heartbeats!!!

Though they r not visible....

But...

They silently give us the gift called
"LIFE"

If false love is a sin,
why did you make drunkard eyes drunk?

The moth would not burn if there is no candle.
The nightingale would not go mad if there is no flower.

If Layla did not rupture faith,
why should Majnun wander around the mountain and the desert?

I’m talking about your attributes and your essence.
I’m afraid, I cannot return from my inner heart.

From love’s fire, why did you put
troubled words on Mazun’s tongue?
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.... ?
Sardar thrmos le k picnic pr gaya.

Sardar: Is m thandi chez thandi or garm chee garam rehti hy.
Dost:Tum is m kya laye ho.
Sardar:4 qulfi 2 cup chae;-)
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?
Uff plzz plzz aur karo naaa
dabao naa, zara zor se
aisa karo apni shirt nikalo
apni pant bhi nikal do
meri saadi bhi nikal do
ab zorse dabao aur dabao naa
bahut tight hai plz.
aur Zorse!plz karo naa plz.
.
,
ho gaya na suitcase bann
Teri yaadain
december ki shaboon jaise
Jo aati hian tou jana bhool jati hain