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~~~LOVE~~~

Starts
From
Eyes


Grows
wid
Gifts


Ends
wid
Tears


But

~~~FRIENDSHIP~~~

Starts
wid
Smile


Grows
wid
Understanding


&


Ends
wid
Death
Agar kush hai woh dekh kar ansu meri ankhon me,

to khuda ki kasam hum muskurana hi chod denge.

Tadapte rahenge use dekhne ko

magar uski taraf palke uthana hi chod denge.

wo manjil hi kya meri jo dukh de us ko,

khuda ki kasam us manjil pe hum jana hi chod denge!
"The best thing about loving and being hurt is that you get to know what true love really is. For as gold is tested in fire, and so will love be perfected in pain."
Zindagi ek chahat ka silsila hai,

koi kisi se mil jaata hai to koi kisi se bichad jaata hai.

Jise hum maangte hai apni dua me,

wo kisi ko bina maange mil jaata hai.
Chahe wafa me thokre khate raho,

fir bhi rasme wade nibhate raho.

Yahi to ishq ka dastoor hai yaaro,

ki jakhm khate raho aur bas muskurate raho.
Love alone is capable of uniting living beings in such a way as to complete and fulfill them, for it alone takes them and joins them by what is deepest in themselves.
Kuchh hum bhi pagal hain
Kuchh tum bhi deewane
na tumko koi samjhe
Na humko koi jane

Hum kuchh aise nirale hain
Dil jo bhi kahe wo kerte hain
Hum dekh ke jinko jinda hain
Sach kahoon to un pe murte hain
Hum agar hain manchule
To wobhi hain ek Diljule
Jeewan ki raah men jo door chule
wo yaad karenge humeN
maan ke kuchh bhi

Mana honge hum kahain
aur tum kahin koi ghum nahin
Jayen chahe hum kahin bhi
Yaaden aayengi wohi haseen
Yaaden jub aayengi
Aise kuchh chhayengi
Beete huwe din raat ki tasweer layengi


kuchh hum bhi pagal hain
Kuchh tum bhi deewane ho
Na tumko koi samjhe
Na humko koi jane
"wORDS"
&
"HEARTS"
Shud B Handeled Carefully . . .

B''coz

words when "SPOKEN"
&
Hearts when "BROKEN"

Are Hardest Thing To Repair. . .
"Real love is a pilgrimage. It happens when there is no strategy, but it is very rare because most people are strategists".
If "U" loVe someone, be sUre 2 teLl thEm eveRy daY;
becaUse oNe Day "U" migHt nOt bE abLe 2 telL thEm becAuse iT was toO laTe anD thEy arE no lonGer theRe..
How can you tell the sun not to shine, when clouds exist. How can you ask leaves not to fall when wind exists. How can you tell me not to fall in love when you exist.
Muhabbat phir mujh ko aazmane ko hai


Muhabbat phir mujh ko aazmane ko hai..
Meri rooh mujh se bichar jane ko hai...
wafa-e-muhabbat raak ho jane ko hai...
Jo mere dil se jhor kar meri zaat mein raha...
woh bandhan pal mein toot jane ko hai...


Muhabbat phir mujh ko aazmane ko hai..


Sokoon dil barbaad ho jane ko hai...
Raapte socho ke simat jane ko hai...
Yeh kaisa too ne muhabbat mein faasla rakha...
Apna ho ke ajnabi ho jane ko hai...


Muhabbat phir mujh ko aazmane ko hai...


Qurbato ke nisha mit jane ko hai...
Faasle dooriyu mein badal jane ko hai...
woh ja sakta hai meri muhabbat ko chor ke...
Meri zaat to us ki muhabat mein waft ho jane ko hai...