Manoos Ajnabi Ab k December may Main nay bhi kuch khawab sjaye hain apni sard aankho'n may per darr lagta hai kahi yeh meray khawab pghel na jaye Dhoop pernay per....!!
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.
When I say I love you,
It doesn’t mean just 3 words of love,
It means I care for you,
I trust u,
I believe you,
I miss you,
Love sometimes changes some moment
And sometimes WHOLE LIFE...;->
Tum jab say mile ho yeh duniya janat hay Tumhain yon chahtay rehna hi bus meri ibadat hay Na janay q nahi laga mujay dar is zamanay say Suna hai pyar karnay walo ki aesi hi fitrat hay Meray mehboob agar koi laga day mujh ko sooli bhi Meri mayyat bhi bolay gi mujhay tum say mohabbat hay
What is Love?
It’s silence when your words would hurt,
It’s patience when your neighbor’s curt,
It’s defense when the scandal flows,
It’s thoughtfulness for another’s woes,
It’s promptness when stern duty calls,
It’s courage when misfortune falls
