My msg may b late

My msg may b late
My msg may b late

but it wil b sweet

it may b short,

but it wil b cute

my msg may not have perfection.

But it will hav afection.

but it wil b sweet

it may b short,

but it wil b cute

my msg may not have perfection.

But it will hav afection.
  

Jun, 19 2010     269 chars (2 sms)     2303 views       Decent

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Oh ALLAH

The Person reading
this, Help Him/Her
live a beautiful life,
promote Him/Her &
cause Him/Her 2 excel
beyond expectations
Help Him/Her 2 shine in
the darkest places &
give Him/Her love where
it''s impossible. Above
all give Him/Her
Jannah ...

~ Aamiin ~
I always wanted to be punctual,

When i became punctual.
I realized that.....
"Punctuality is the art of waiting for the careless people"
Aik "Bazurg" Se kisi ne sawaal kiya k
"Agar hmaare naseeb mein pehle se hi
sab kuch likh diya gaya hai to phir DUA kyun kren?


"Bazurg" ne Farmaya:
"Ho sakta hai Tumhare Parwardigaar ne yehi Tumhaare naseeb mein likh dia ho k Maango gay to milay ga warna nahi".

SUBHANALLAH.
SPREAD IT.
As RAIN Covers d SUN

TRUTH Covers d LIE

ANGEL Covers d EVIL

FLOWER Covers d GARDEN

I Wish & Pray
That
HAPPINESS Covers
All The WORRIES Of
Ur LIFE ...

[Aameen] (:
It Is True That
"OPEN" & "CLOSE" Are Words With Opposite Meanings
But
Try To Understand
Why Will You Alwayz Be "OPEN" To The Person Who Is "CLOSE" . . .
Rudeness is a weak imitation of strength.
The squeaking wheel doesn''t always get the grease.
Sometimes it gets replaced.
They Say
As Long As
At Least 1 Person
Cares For U,
Life Isn''t A Waste
So Whn Things Go
Terribly Wrong
U Feel Like Giving Up
Please Remember
U Still Got Me . . .(:
Girl to Boyfriend:Mein kal tumse nahi mil sakti.

Boy:Thek hai mein tumhara gift kisi aur ko de deta hun....

Girl:Mera matlab tha kal nahi aa sakti,abhi kahan ho ?
Nashili aankho se wo jab hamein dekhte hain,
hum ghabraakar ankhen jhuka leite hain,
kaun milaye unn ankhon se ankhen,
suna hai wo ankho se apna bana leite hai..
In ThE Rhytm Of Life . . . We SumTime Finds OurSelves Out Of Tunes . . .
But As Long As There Are Friend Like U To Provide Melody . . .
Muzik Plays On . . .
I could fill a thousand pages, telling you how i felt, and you still would not understand. So now I leave, without a sound, except that of my heart shattering as it hits the ground
A SmIlE iS The

LiGhT iN Ur WinDow

Th8 tElLs OthEr''S

Th8 ThErE iS A

CaRinG, ShaRinG

PerSon InSidE.