NAWABUN KI TARH

NAWABUN KI TARH
Gam ki Jageer mali hai warasat mein Mjhe

Apni Jageer mein Ryheta Hun NAWABUN KI TARH
  

Mar, 17 2011     85 chars (1 sms)     2471 views       Love

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Love.......y does it hurt?
y does it pain?
may b bcoz we love sum1 too much and too deep
that lwe forget to keep a little love for ourselves
Pain

iS SuCh An

UnComFortAble fEEling

That EvEn A

Tiny Amount Of It

iS EnoUgh

To Ruin EvEry

EnJoYmEnt
If its bcoz of her eyes or her Lips or her great luks its not LUV....Its LUST
If bcoz of her intelligence or insight about Life its not LUV....Its ADMIRATION
If its bcoz she cries everytime u try to leave its not LUV....Its PITY
If its bcoz she makes u lose ur concentration and slip its not LUV....Its INFATUATION

LUV is when u dont knw y u seem to be attracted to a person..
LUV has its reason and that reason is meant to b unknown...........
Never underestimate the amazing power of love to change hearts and mindsets. Love can even give fresh inspiration to tackle what seems to be impossible.
Dil tu dhadkana band kar,
jab jab to dhadkata hai unki yaad aati
hai,
Wo to khush hogi apni dunia me,
Jaan to pal pal hamari hi jati hai..
A Life Filled with Love

Must Have Some Thorns ...

But

A Life Empty Of Love

Will Have No Roses ...

Remember It
Jabse in hathon ko kisine thama hain,

zindagi jaise badal gayi.

Jis khushi ke liye hum tadapte rahen,

woh khushi aaj hamein mil gayi
"Adjust,





or don''t fall in love".
Love Me But Love Me Like No Other !

Hold My Hand But Hold It Forever!

Care For Me But Care For Me Deep!

Take Me But Take Me To Keep!
Labon ki sersarahat se
badan k choor hony tak

Main tujh ko is tarah chahoon
K meri saans ruk jaye

Khataon par khata'ain hun
Na ho kuch baat kehny ko

Main tujh men yun sama jaon
K meri saans ruk jaye

Na himmat tujh men ho baqi
Na himmat mujh men ho baqi

Magar itna qareeb aaon
K meri saans ruk Jaye

Tery honton pe jab rakhun
Main apny hont kuch aesy

Ya teri pyaas bujh jaye
YA MERI SAANS RUK JAYE
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.
One Of D True & Nice Saying:-



"D Most Beautiful Clothes Dat A Woman Can Wear R D Arms Of D Manwho Luvs Her..."