i kept all my feelings

i kept all my feelings
i kept all my feelings for u in a glass n put it in a locker.....
but today when i was filling it up with more ur phone rang...and the glass broke......
  

Jun, 19 2010     154 chars (1 sms)     3184 views       Decent

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HaRdEsT MoMeNt Is NoT ThAt
WhEn u |osE SutHiNg
&
TeArs CoMe OuT OuT Ov Ur EyEzZz....

BuT

It'S tHe OnE, WhEn U LoSe SuMtHiNg
&
StI|| MaNaGe To CrY.....
Some 1 can give you crying & tears.

Many others can give u laughter & Smiles.

But only rare can give you

Laughing tears n crying smiles.
''ABSENT''
Is
The Best
''PRESENCE''

Bcoz

Id ''SOMEBODY''
Is
ABSENT

Then U
Miss HIM/HER
&
If U
Miss HIM/HER

Then
Dat Means

HE/SHE Is
In
Ur ''HEART'' ... (:
If u wait to b happy, you will wait forever, but if you start to b happy, you will be happy forever!
Well wisher is not who greets you daily &
Talks to you daily.
Well wisher is one who may or may not meet you
But always think of you &
Prays to God for your happiness !!
Aap Agar
"CUTE"
Ho To Sms Parhte He Miss Call Dena.

"SWEET"
Ho To Sms Kerna.

"BEAUTIFUL"
Ho To Call Kerna.

Or
Agr
Sub Kuch Ho To
Sirf YAAD Kerlena. . . ("-")
zarorat tor dati he goror-o-be nayazi ko, na hoti koi majbori tu har banda khuda hota,
Walking alone is not difficult
But
When we have walked a mile with someone then coming back alone is very difficult
The first gush of chilly winds!

The familiar anticipation of long walks!

cold nose, numb feet, warm breaths!

The fog!

The vermillion tree leaves!
Oranges, Coffee, Friends!

"The best is yet to come"

Thats the message winters bear..

So make lasting memories..!

Happy January !
I always wanted to be punctual,

When i became punctual.
I realized that.....
"Punctuality is the art of waiting for the careless people"
Unki mohabbat ka abhi nishan baki hai,
Naam labo par hai aur jaan baki hai,
Kya hua agar dekh kar muh pher lete hai,
Tassali hai ki shakl ki pehchan baki hai.
Always Draw A Circle Around The Ones You Love . . . Never Draw A Heart
Because
Hearts Can Be Broken. . .
But
Circles Are Never Ending. . . .