A True Fact

A True Fact
Jis insan ko gussa zayada aata hai wo insan piyar bhi utuna hi zayada karta hai
Becoz
If red is a danger showing colour then red is also the colour of love
  

Feb, 17 2013     155 chars (1 sms)     4766 views       Love

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Unke Ikrar Ka Intezar Hai Mujhe,
Jane Q Unse Pyaar Hai Mujhe,
Ae Khuda Kab Ayega Wo Hassen PaL,
Jab Wo Kahenge Aapse Pyaar Hai
Mujhe...
One of the best msg from my
collection…
“hm kaise us shaqs ko rula sakte hai
jise
hamne khud ro ro kar maanga hai…
The Smallest Word
Is "I"

The Sweetest Word
Is "LOVE"

And

The Dearest Person
In The World
Is "YOU"

That''s Why

I LOVE YOU ... (:
I’ll be ur 1st nd u’ll be my last.
My world,my everything, till my time
has past.
I will always LUV u until the end of
time..
Cute Answer When A Girl Asked Her Ex.. … Girl – Do U Still Love Me?? Boy – Pyar Ka To Pta Nahi, Lekin Mere Dost Aaj Bhi Mujhe Teri Kasam Dete Hain..!!
Jab humne unse pucha sapna kya hota hai to unhone kaha band aankho mein jo apna hota hai khuli aankhon mein wahi sapna hota hai.....!!!!
Just as the wind dances in my hair, as the ocean massages
my thoughts, as the sun blankets me in happiness, and as
the earth travels with me across universal challenges,
so all the elements of your love fill my life.
Love Doesn''t Mean

Thinking Less About Yourself,

It Means Thinking

About Yourself Less.
(Us ne kaha)
Tum me pehli si baat nahi?
(Maine kaha)
Zindagi me ab tera sath nahi,
(Us ne kaha)
Ab bhi kisi ki aankhon me doob jate ho?
(Maine kaha)
Ab kisi ki ankhon me wo baat nahi,
(Us ne kaha)
Kya mein bewafa ho?
(Maine kaha)
Mujhe ab wafa ki talash nai
(Usne kaha)
Kyun itna toot kr chaha muje?
(Maine kaha)
Mein insan ho koi pathar zaat nai.
(Usne kaha)
Bhol jao mujhe!
(Maine kaha)
Tum haqiqat ho koi khwab nai…
If you fall in river there is a boat
if you fall in well there is rope
but if you fall in love there is no hope
Today I begin to understand what love must be, if it exists. When we are parted, we each feel the lack of the other half of ourselves. We are incomplete like a book in two volumes of which the first has been lost. That is what I imagine love to be: incompleteness in absence.
tumhe har safar ka kinara milega,
chamakta hua har sitara milega,
aayegi chehre par pyari si muskan,
sms tumhe jab hamara milega