Kuch Umer Ki Pehli Manzil Thi, …. Kuch Raste Thay Anjan Buhat, …. Kuch Ham Bhi Pagal Thay Lekin, …. Kuch Wo Bhi Thay Nadan Buhat, …. Kuch Usne Bhi Na Samjhaya, …. Yeh Piyar Nahi Aasan Buhat, …. Aakhir Hamne Bhi Khail Liya, …. Jis Khail Mein Thay Nuqsan Buhat
See there''s this place in me where your fingerprints still rest, your kisses still linger, and your whispers softly echo. It''s the place where a part of you will forever be a part of me."
Mohabbat. Kia Hai?
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Yaqeen Ban K Soch Me
Ummeed Ban K Ankh Me
Raonaq Ban K Chehre Pe
Aitmad Ban K Baato Me
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Ehsas Ban K
Dil Me Rahe.
What Is Love. . .
It''s A Blind Devotion, Unquestioned Self-Humiliatio,
Utter Submission, Trust And Beleif Against Yoursel
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Against The Whole WorldGiving Up Your Whole Heart And Soul To The Smiter. . .
If a big fat man creeps into your bedroom one night and stuffs you into a bag, Then do not worry ''cause I told Santa I wanted you for christmas!
• A million words would not bring yo
Love has features which pierce all hearts, he wears a bandage which conceals the faults of those beloved. He has wings, he comes quickly and flies away the same.
Dil se tera khayal na jaye to kya karu?
tu hi bata teri yaad aaye to kya karu?
hasrat hai ki ek nazar tujhe dubara dekh lu
kismat woh lamha na laye to kya karu?
