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One day u''ll ask me: "whats more important to u- me or ur life?" ill say "my life" and u''ll go and leave without even knowing that u are my life.
rabb maran te puchhe khawish meri, meri akhri khawish tu hovein, bol na hove methon jubaa, bass tere ghar wal mera mooh hove, hath laa ke vekhi dil di dhadkan nu, eh tan sirf tera hi naam bole, mangaa es kadar rabb kolo main har janam vich sirf tenu, ke main jism te tu meri rooh hovien !!!.
Mat Muskurao itna,
ke phoolon ko khabar lag jaye,
Ke kare woh tumhari Tareef,
Aur tumhe nazar lag jaye.
I close my eyes 2 sleep but cant. Tots of u keeps me awake, I wonder if u''ve tot same abt me...Coz 4ling in luv with u is out of my control. Good Nite
Of all the smiles you received today, there was a smile you didn''t see. A smile not from the lips, but straight from the heart - a smile that came from me.
We have a Strange and
We have a Strange and Unique Friendship.. U-Strange. Me-Unique! Ha,ha,ha. Smile my friend. its a Beautiful Morning!
txt msg: hello
ur mobile: ssshhhh..my madam is sleeping, pls dont disturb
txt msg: may i vibrate u?
ur mobile: ok ok, go ahead
txt msg: i came here just 2 say gudnite to ur madam
ur mobile: oh, tks..who sent u
txt msg: ur madam’s lover boy
U’ve
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Open it…
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Have a Nice Day!
If you love someone, put their name in a circle, instead of a heart, because hearts can break, but circles go on forever
You know I wish I can be with you everyday for 8 days a week and 25 hrs a day. I never seem to get enough of you.
Government of Pakistan has introduced a new rule…Good looking people should be thrown out of country!!! U r safe..oh! No where should I Hide???
To me, fair friend, you never can be old,
For as you were when first your eye I eye'd,
Such seems your beauty still.
No one over thirty-five is worth meeting who has not something to teach us, - something more than we could learn by ourselves, from a book.
The tormentof human frustration, whatever its immediate cause, is the knowledge that theself is in prison, its vital force and ‘mangled mind’ leaking away in lonely,wasteful self-conflict.