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Is se pahly k teri
chashm-e-karam maazarat ki nigaah ban jay..
Pyaar Dhal jay mere ashkoon mein aarazoo ek aah ban jay..
Mujh pe aa jay ishq ka ilzaam aur tu begunaah ban jay..
Mien tera shahar chhoor jaoon ga...

Is se pahly k sadagi teri lab-e-Khaamosh ko gila keh day..
Teri majaboriyaan na dekh sake aur dil tujh ko bewafa keh day..
Jany mein beKhudi mein kya poochoon,
jany tu beruKhi say kya keh day
mien tera shahar chhoor jaoon ga...

Is say pahly k tere hontoon say Ghair honoon k jaam Takraien
is se pahale ke zulf k baadal ajanabi bazuoon pe lehrayein
aur teri bebasi k nazary meri aankhoon pe aag barasayein..
Mein tera shahar chhoor jaoon ga..
Wafa Main Ab Ye Hunar Ikhtiar Karna Hai,
Woh Sach Kahe Na Kahe Aitebar Karna Hai.
Yeh TujhKo Jagte Rehne Ka Shauk KabSe Hua,
Mujhe To Khair Tera Intezaar Krna Hai.
TUHFA DUAON KA TUMHAIN PUHANCHAY MERA,
SADA RAHAY TUMHARE GIRD KHUSHIYUN KA GHERA,
MISARRATAIN EID KI TUMHAIN MUBARAK HON,
TUMHARI ZEEST MAIN NA AYE KABHI GHUMON KA PhairA.
Tum Aao to Ham bhi Eid karein
Hasrat Hai Tumhari Deed Karein
Tum Aao to ham bhi Eid karein
Kuch Dair to Dil ko Chain Miley
Kuch roz to Man ka Phool Khiley
Kehtey hain ke Eid ki Aamad hai
Ham log bhi Kuch taaeid karein
Tum Aao to Ham bhi Eid karein
Tum se yeh Aik Guzaarish hai
yeh Apney Dil ki Khaaish hai
Ik Baar milo , Ik Baar Milo
Har Baar yahi Taakeed karein
Tum Aao to ham bhi Eid Karein
Mana ke Ham Deewaney hain
Sab Baatoo"n Se Anjaaney hain
Jab Apney hi Baigaaney hain
Kya Ghairoo"n Se Umeed karein
Tum Aao to ham bhi eid karein
Tum aao to Ham bhi Eid karein ......
Close your eyes and imagine my smily face


my eyes


my nose


my lips


my hairs


ok DONE


Mubarak ho app ne Eid ka chand daikh lia 3 din pehley.. :)
Tum Aao to Ham bhi Eid karein
Hasrat Hai Tumhari Deed Karein
Tum Aao to ham bhi Eid karein
Kuch Dair to Dil ko Chain Miley
Kuch roz to Man ka Phool Khiley
Kehtey hain ke Eid ki Aamad hai
Ham log bhi Kuch taaeid karein
Tum Aao to Ham bhi Eid karein
Tum se yeh Aik Guzaarish hai
yeh Apney Dil ki Khaaish hai
Ik Baar milo , Ik Baar Milo
Har Baar yahi Taakeed karein
Tum Aao to ham bhi Eid Karein
Mana ke Ham Deewaney hain
Sab Baatoo''n Se Anjaaney hain
Jab Apney hi Baigaaney hain
Kya Ghairoo''n Se Umeed karein
Tum Aao to ham bhi eid karein
Tum aao to Ham bhi Eid karein ......
Jaanwar Kitne Saal K Ho to Us Ki Qurbani Jaiz Ho Gi?

>Ount (camel) 5 Saal K,
>Gaaye (cow) 2 Saal Ki,
>Bakra ya Bakri 1 Saal Ki
>Dunba ya Bhair K 6 Mahinea K Bacha Agar itna Bara Ho K Door Se Dikhne ME 1 Saal K Lage To Us Ki Qurbani Jaiz He.

(Durrea Mukhtar, Baharea Shari''at J/15, P/86)

The sweet laughter—I didn’t love in vain.
I didn’t graft reason onto love.

She pulls me, she pulls me with her lasso-like braid.
How could I be separated from her ambergris-scented hair?

Peris, lovely, tall beauties –
Mazun won’t refuse if they want his soul.

I’ve put my head in their path.
My head’s bad luck is because of my tongue.
One lover is roaring.
He is eager to see a shining face.

Another is distressed,
keen to see her lustrous hair.

Another desires his lover’s breasts.
Describes them as ripe pomegranates,
Hails them improperly,
Praises apples of Isfahan.

One lover says: "My beloved is going away.
My liver''s blood became my wine.
From my cry the world became deaf.
Is this friend in the grinding mill?"

Mine is above all others'' loves.
He is dear, a husband to widows.

He knows everything,
whether the meaning or the expression.

The light of his candle doesn''t vanish.
He is the beloved, I''m the lover.

He is the ocean, Mazun the fish,
How wonderful, what an endless sea he is.
Why

Oh God, one cannot argue with you, but,
why did you throw us in the fire of love?

You formed us with your power, and water and clay.
Why did you create the moon-like beauties?

You made eyebrows into pens, and locks of hair into lassos.
You made sugar-water limpid from sweet lips.

If you wanted me not to become afflicted and degraded,
why did you create lovesick girls?

If you wanted submission and prayers,
you would not have given beauties coquetry and coyness.

If false love is a sin,
why did you make drunkard eyes drunk?

You threw me in the corner of a cage, waiting to see
when paradise wind would blow from your hair.

From beginning to end you gave to everybody,
to paupers your assets and riches, peri.

Pauper Mazun cannot tolerate. He rips
his collar with his hand, making his eyes tearful.

Endures because of you, wipes with your skirt,
in view of your eyelashes, his tearful eyes, peri.
My Pillow gazes upon me at night

Empty as a gravestone;

I never thought it would be so bitter

To be alone,

Not to lie down asleep in your hair.



I lie alone in a silent house,

The hanging lamp darkened,

And gently stretch out my hands

To gather in yours,

And softly press my warm mouth

Toward you, and kiss myself, exhausted and weak-

Then suddenly I''m awake

And all around me the cold night grows still.

The star in the window shines clearly-

Where is your blond hair,

Where your sweet mouth?



Now I drink pain in every delight

And poison in every wine;

I never knew it would be so bitter

To be alone,

Alone, without you.