Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs. Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers'' eyes. Being vexed, a sea nourished with lovers'' tears. What is it else? A madness most discreet, a choking gall and a preserving sweet
MOHABBAT K SAARE RANG
RANGON K SAARE PHOOL
PHOOLON KI SAARI KHUSHBOO
KHUSHBOO K SAARE LAMHE
LAMHON KI SAARI CHAHAT
CHAHAT KI SAARI KHUSHIYAAN
AAP K LIYE.
"Hawaon" K Hath "Arman" Bheja Hai * "NETWORK" K Zariye Ek "Paigham" Bheja Hai * "Fursat" Mile To "Qabool" kr Lena * "MAIN NE" Muhabbaton se Ap ko "SALAM" Bheja Hai.
Main agar Tumhain jo Sanwar dun.. Tumharey Roz-O-Shab ko Nikhar dun.. Mera Haath tham K EHAD do. Mujey apny DiL ma rakho gay Tum.. Tumhain is Qadar jo Main Piyaar dun.. K Zindgi hi Haar dun.. To batao na…? Mery bad bhi… Yehi EHAD apna Nibhao gay…? Ya K Muj ko BHooL hi jao gay.
Luv not one, Luv not two Luv d one who luvs u true,
Luv not three, Luv not four Luv d one who luvs u more,
Luv not five, Luv not six Luv d one who really sticks,
Luv not seven, Luv not eight Luv d one who really waits.
