Happiness is not

Happiness is not
Happiness is not something u postpone 4 the future. It''s something u design 4 the present. Make each moment a happy one. I jus did it by remembering U! Have a nice day.
  

Jun, 19 2010     169 chars (2 sms)     2507 views       Decent

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Tere ghum me tarap kar mar jayengay,

mar gye to tera nam lejayengay,

rishwat de k tujhe b uper bulayengay,

tm uper ao gay to 7 beth k kurkure khayen gay;-)
THINK ABOUT IT!

Why do Girls eat Chocolates after a break up?
The Sweetness of chocolates makes them forget the Bitterness of the break up.

Why do Guys drink after break up?
The bitterness of alcohal makes them forget the Sweetness of the girl..... =O

Is that so ... ;)
Agar ho saky to mari gardishoon ko salam krna
Ma kitna gir gya hun tery urooj k lea.
I always knew that looking back on my tears would someday make me laugh but i never knew that looking back on my laughter would someday make me cry...

When days and years will glide by. .

And u''ll cart an eye.

U''ll remember there was someone sincere. . .

Who left a kind rememberance here. . !!
Relations r Like a
''Rubber band''

F L E X I B L E

You Can Stretch It As
Much As You Want
But Don''t Leave It After
Stretching
Bcoz It Really

H U R T S ..
The Biggest Suspence Of Life is :
We Know 4 Whom We r Praying..
But ''''We Never Know The Person Who Is Praying 4 Us''''...
Let All My Smile Be Yours
All Your Tears Be Mine,
Let All My Happiness Be Yours
All Your Sadness Be Mine,
Let The Whole World Be Yours,
Only YOU Be Mine…
True Fact:

Orat Jab Udass Hoti Hai To Us K
Aanso Nikaltay Hain,

Or Mard K Anso

Kushi K Moqa Per Nikaltay Hain. . .
Its Just Meaningless In Expecting
Anyone To Be Of Your Kind,
Because
You Cannot Hold Their Right
Hand In Your Right Hand To Walk Together ... (=
Aap mughay
Aik jaga

Se bohAt

pyarE


Lagte hain.?


maloom hai kahan sE?





DOOR SE.
Door Of Memories Will Never Close
How Much We Miss Our Frnds
No One Knows
Days Will Pass Like Years
&
We''ll Remeber Da Memories
In Silent Tears . . .