Apologizing Doesn''t

Apologizing Doesn''t
Apologizing Doesn''t Mean That

You Are Wrong & Other One Is Right

It Also At Tyms Means That

You Value The Relationship Muc More

Than Your Ego . . . !
  

Jun, 19 2010     163 chars (2 sms)     1947 views       Decent

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Isn’I It Nice Feeling
When You Think
I have Forgotten You
&

Suddenly You Receive A Message
Saying U’re Alwayz Remember & Greatly Missed
Never seem more learned than the people u are with. Wear ur learning like a pocket watch and keep it hidden. Don''t pull it out to count the hours, but give the time when u are asked
Hum Is Terha Un Ka Ehsaas Kerte Hyn

Hazarron Yaadon Ko Apne Aas Pass Rakhte Hyn


KHUDA Naseeb Kare Har Khushi Un Ko

Wo Log Jo Humain Din Me Hazaro''n Baar Yaad Krte Hyn
Have the determination of a mirror.i t never loses its ability to reflect even if it is broken into pieces...
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.
Teacher:Correct the sentence "A bull & a cow is grazzing in the field"

Student:A cow & a bull is grazzing in the field.

Teacher:What is this ?

Student:Ladies First
Diamond cannot be polished without friction ,
Gold cannot be purified without fire,
Good people go through trials but
That experience make their life Better not Bitter"
A SmIlE iS The

LiGhT iN Ur WinDow

Th8 tElLs OthEr''S

Th8 ThErE iS A

CaRinG, ShaRinG

PerSon InSidE.
If someone would ask me what a beautiful life means, I would lean my head on your shoulder n hold u close to me n answer with a smile:
''''Like this''''
This Msg Is 4m Hum 2 Tum

That

Hum is Missing Tum Very Much

Without Tum, Hum Is Very Lonely

So Tum Never Go Far From Hum

Otherwise

Hum Will Die Without Tum ... ;->
Time might lead me to nowhere; Fate might break me apart; I''ll always be thankful that once, along my life''s journey I had U in my heart...
When Will People Understand

That

Words Can Cut As Sharply As Any Blade

&

That

Those Cuts Leave Scars Upon Our Souls . . .