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Maina Uri..

Gadha Ura..

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Sorry Yar Jalde Mein Main Ne Aap Ko Bhi Ura Diya . . . . :->
  

Jun, 14 2010     136 chars (1 sms)     3060 views       

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''tune to muje chora hi nhe sex ke kabil bus kandom dala aur choru ho gae wah loot lia hahahahahahaa''
Aksar uddas rehta hoon
Shehr-e-tanhaee say
Koi qaafila
Teri simt jata nahi
Kon hay jo teri khabar day
Mujhay !
Anjaan rahon pay
Gaye waqt ki dhool kay siwa
Kuch nahi..........
shayad iss lye mai aksar udaas rehta hon
love is when someone breaks ur heart and the most amazing part is that u still love the person with every broken piece...
Ek din marjayega kutte ki maut
jag walein bolenge margaya madharchod.
nazar uthaa kabhee gham ke siyaah-khaano''n par.
isee andhere ko aankho''n kaa noor hone de,
You Were My World, You Still are My Soul.My Love For You Has Never Grown Old.Every time I Saw You,It Made My Heart Skip a Beat.I Would Do Anything To See That Smile On Your Face Again .. =)
''SUHAGRAT KI RAAT

LADKA : ( KAMRE ME AAKE )
JALDI KADPE UTARO

DULHAN NE KAPDE UTARE
LADKA KAM KAR KE BOLA

JALDI KAPDE PEHAN LO
DHULA AANE WALA HAI''
A Prayer When I''m Weary
As Onward I Trod,

A Little More Trusting,
Believing in God,

This I Would Wish for
Within Moments Dear,

Not a Lot - Just a Little
This Wondrous New Year.

Happy New Year.
There''s Mothers Day And Fathers Day.
There Are Anniversaries And Birthdays.
But There Are No Special Days To Thank Someone Or To Apologize To Anyone.
They Can Be Done Anytime, Anyday.
Today I Choose To Thank You For Everytime
You Made Me Smile, Laugh,
For Everytime You Helped,
Wiped A Tear. And I Apologize For Any Inconvenience I Caused,
For Every Time I Was Rude,
For Anything That Hurt You.
Thank You For Being A Great Part Of My Small Life:-)..
Still, Majnun desires to become insane.
Still, Layla’s camel flees the caravan.

Still, the noise of Farhad’s pickaxe can be heard.
Still, Shirin’s tale is sweet to tell.

Who is calling and who is telling in the music of the saz?
Everything becomes musical. Who spends life from moment to moment?

Mazun says: “Who is here? Who is on there?”
He is here; he is there. Where is he?
The importance of friends in our lives is like our Heartbeats!!!

Though they r not visible....

But...

They silently give us the gift called
"LIFE"