Bepanaah Mohabat

Bepanaah Mohabat
Mujhe aaj bhi uski Bepanaah mohabat rone nahi deti "Faraz",
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Jo kehta tha "meri jaan nikal jayegi tere aansu girne se pehle".
  

Mar, 02 2011     132 chars (1 sms)     3584 views       Love

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Perfect Love Is Not Receiving
It''s Giving & Frgiving
Perfect Love Isn''t Red Roses On Valentine''s Day
It''s The Rest Of 364 Days Of Knowing U Love Someone
Perfect Love Is Nt Phone Calls & Stolen Kisses
It''s The Silent Smile In The Memory Of Ur Sweet Heart
Perfect Love Is Not A Grand wedding But Spending A Life Time Together
Perfect Love Is Not The First Kiss & Make-up
Its Loving The ONE Who Annoys The Hell Out You . . .
As you continue to send out love, the energy returns to you in a regenerating spiral... As love accumulates, it keeps your system in balance and harmony.
Love is the tool, and more love is the end product.
No genuine lover loves d face,they love the heart.

No heart falls in love by choice,its by chance.

No one stays in love by chance, its by faith..!
I love two things,
a rose and you.
A rose for a short while,
but you the rest of my life
Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don''t know how to replenish it''s source.

It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds;

it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.
i know
i accept
i believe
i admit
i m " 0 " zero
but this is not end. i want HER becoz without HER i m incomplete.
HER + 0 = HERO
Vo likhte hain humara naam mitti mein
aur mita dete hain, Unke liye ye khel hoga
magar hume to vo mitti mein mila dete hain
Hum Teri Aarzo Mein Jeetey
Hain
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Tu Nahi Hai To
Zindagi Nahi
Dream what you want to dream; go where you want to go;

be what you want to be, because you have only one life and one chance to do all the things you want to do.
Raaz-e-dil na sunana kisi ko FARAZ
Dunya mai sub Hamraaz badal jate hain
Kisi k Bicharnay se Koi mar to nahi jata
Haan magar Jeeney k Andaaz badal jate hain
If Bird Fell In Love With A Fish , Where Would They Live ?

Who Keeps The Fin , Who Loses Its Wings

That''s An Irony ... But That Is How Cruel

Yet Poetic Love Can be
Chandni se chamakti is raat mein,
ek khushboo si hai har baat mein,
hai sitaare mere kadmo ke tale,
Ek ehsaas hai aaj unki har aahat mein,
paas aake bhi kyu hein duriya,
koi pyasa hein kyu barsat mein.