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)     4421 views       Love

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Love the people who luv you

coz

They like something in you, develop it
Luv the people who hate you because they hate something in you,
change it... |''!''|
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.
You are so special to me,
you’re my joy, my love, and my life.
Living without you will tear me apart
cause you make my life worth living
Love Message Of The Day:
Our Heart Is The Best Hypocrite In The World..!

We Think It Beats For Us Inside But It Beats For Someone Else Who Is Inside It..!
Udaas Hoon Par Naaraz Nahi
Tere Dil Me Hoon Par Tere Paas Nahi
Vaise To Sab Mere Paas Hai
Par Tujhsa Koi Khaas Nahi..!!!
True sadness is when you love someone,
and you know that they love you back,
and then one of you leaves and the other feels as
if they will never be whole again.
""to love and to beloved is to feel sunlight form both sides""...
People Meet By Chance !!

Dey Spend Sweet Times 2gether.

Den God Apart Them

Not 2 End The Story,

But 2 C How Much Dey Need Each Other
zindagi mili zra c thi,
kuch es m kami zra c thi

wo roz hota gaya pass mere
lekin phir b dori zra c thi

qasoor chachme awara ka zada tha
meri to marzi zra c thi

muhabbat bant di us ne zamane bhar m
jo mere hisse m ae zra c thi
Ek Pal Ki Ye Baat Nahi

Aur Do Pal Ka Ye Saath Nahi.

Yun To Zindagi Ek Safar Si Ban Gayi Hai,

Par Wo Safar Hi Kya Jisme Aapka Saath Nahi.
Anyone can give up.
It’s the easiest thing in the world to do.
But to hold it together,
When everything seems like falling apart;
That’s true strength.
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.