khuwaishain...

khuwaishain...
rozana ki bhag daur mey hum sub yehi intzar ker rahey hain k hamari zindagi ka ek din essa aaega jab hamari tamam khuwaishain poori hojaengi,
haan din to aaega, zaroor aaega, magar khatam khuwaishain nahi balkey zindagi hojaegi.
  

Jan, 09 2013     228 chars (2 sms)     3021 views       Decent

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y do we close our eyes wen we dream ?
dts bcoz d most butiful things n lyf r un seen..
so ask me ..
y cnt i see u ryt nw ? ? ...
We love ourself even after making so many mistakes...

Then how can we hate otherz for their small mistakes??


Strange but true!!!
When you pray for others,
ALLAH listens to you and blesses them...

When you are happy & feel blessed,

Remember someone has prayed for you too... ;->
A Good Way To Differentiate Love And Friendship:


"Without U I Can''t Live"- Is Love.


"U Must Live, I M With U" -This Is Frndship
< Health Tips >

1. Do Not Use Headphones/Earphone For Long Period Of Time.

2. Best Sleeping Time Is From 10pm at Night To 6am In The Morning.

3. Use Salads.
My PHONE Lubs It
When U Text ...
Its Litle Face
Lights Up
Bursts Into Beep
&
Has Ur Name
Written All Over It
I Think U Shud Text
More Often,
It Likes U Like Me ... =)
There are 3 different forms of
"GOOD"

1. Looking Good


2. Feeling Good


3. Being Good


If U Aim The Third One, Than First Two Will Be Automatically Granted
The Wrong Kind Of
People Dislike You
For The Good In You

&

The Right Kind Of
People Like You
Knowing Even
The Bad In You ...

That''s Make A Good
Relationship .. !!!
S . M . S DoEsN''T MeaN "Short Messaging Service"
It Only Means " Sweet . Memories . Shared "
WiD A sPeCiaL, LoViNg, CarInG & SwEEt PeRsOn LiKe U . . . :->
''''EHSAAS''''
AAp Ki MOHABBAT KA
''''YAQEEN''''
Aap Ki Baato''n Ka
''''QADAR''''
Aap k Naam Ki
''''FAKHAR''''
Aap Se Dosti Ka
''''INTIZAR''''
Aap K Sweet Se Sms Ka :)
Life Is Not A

Cassette Player,

We Cant Enjoy

Our Favourite Songs.

But Life Is

Like A Radio,

We Have To

Learn To Enjoy

Whatever Comes.
We Have No Right To Ask When A Sorrow Comes. . . ''Why Did This Happen To Me. . . ?'' Unless
We Ask The Same Question For Every Joy That Comes Our Way. . .