Sourabh Wishes Collection - Page 13

Dillagi dosto ke naam hoti hai, dildari doston ki shaan hoti hai, kahin bhi raho par rahoge dil mein mere, yahi sacchi dosti ke pehchan hoti hai.......

Jane kis rang se ruthegi tabiyat uski,jane kis dhang se ab usko manana hoga,mashgala usne ajab diya hai yaro,umar bhar sochiye wo kaisa hoga

Ek naqaab sa chehre pe har kisi ne laga rakha hai Aur dilon mein jhaankne ka hunar humein haasil to nahin hai Par aksar chot khaayi hai malham lagane waalon se hi Darte hain kahin aap bhi unme shaamil to nahin hai

khuda se karne ek faryad baki hai, Humne unse kahni kuch baat baaki hai, maut aayegi to kahenge, RUK meri jaan se abhi mulakat baaki hai.

Har Phul Ki Ajab Kahani Hai, Chup Rehna Bhi Pyar Ki Nishani Hai, Kahi Koi Zakham Nahi Phir Bhi Kyu Ye Daar Ka Ehsas Hai, Lagta Hai Mere Dil Ka Tukda Kisike Paaaaas Hai.

TANHAYION SE NAHI HUM MEHFIL SE DARTE HAI, DUNIYA SE NAHI HUM KHUD SE DARTE HAI, YU TO BAHUT KUCH KHOYA HAI HUMNE, NA JAANE TUMHE KHONE SE DARTE HAI.

Mitti meri kabr se chura raha hai koi, mar k bhi yaad aa raha hai koi, ek pal ki zindagi aur de-de khuda, mayus meri kabr se ja raha hai koi

Chupke chupke fariyad kiya karte hai,rat din unko yad kiya karte hai,ye hum nahi kehte gharwale batate hai,ki hum nind mai bhi apka nam liya karte hai.

Tumhari lovely aankho ne, Hame aise attract kiya, Ke sabko neglect karke, Tumhe hi select kiya.

A Girl Romantically said to a santa: Do U want to see the place where they did Apendix Operation to me? santa: No, I hate Hospitals.

Santa: I’m a proud father. My son is in medical college. Banta: What’s he studying?" Santa: He''s not studying, they are studying him!

Question: What happened when two sardars were waiting for buses numbered 1 and 2? Answer: When bus number 12 came, they both climbed on!

Jija: Sali ji, aapke yahan ki sabse mash-hoor cheez kaunsi hai? Sali: Jija ji, jo mash-hoor thi, usey to aap le gaye!

Ek aadmi cycle se jaa raha tha. Raaste me usne ekd ladki ko cycle maar di. Ladki : Ghanti nahi maari jaati kya Aadmi : Puri cycle maar di, ab kya ghanti alag se maaru.

Why there are always two cops in a car patrol ? A: In case the siren won''t work, one of them to scream "Wouuuu-Wouuuuu" and the other - "Blue, Red, Blue, Red, Blue, Red.."

Sometimes I wonder if love is worth fighting for, but then I remember your face and I''m ready for war.

When god takes away something from ur hand don''t think he is punishing u,He is just leaving u empty handed to recieve something better.gd mrng

Gud MY WISHES FOR YOU : GREAT START 4 MONDAY, NO OBSTACLES 4 TUESDAY, NO WORRY 4 WEDNESDAY, TAKE CARE 4 THURSDAY, ENJOY 4 FRIDAY, SMILE 4 SATURDAY, NO STRESS 4 SUNDAY, HAVE A BEAUTIFUL DAY TODAY

LIFE without FRIENDS is... L-onely I-nsecure F-ull of doubt & E-mptiness LIFE with FRIENDS is... L-ight & easy I-nspiring F-ull of hope & E-nthusiasm dats why I need YOU!

My frndship is like sugercane u crush it twist it squeez it beat it to plup all that you’ll get is sweetness.

Friendship is a bridge between U & Me. When you are sad and lonely cross it I will wait on the other side 4 ever and if u r afraid, just tell me, I will cross it for u.

To Xpress ur love U need feelings To Xplain feelings U need heart To Xpose ur heart U need a friend To Xclaim as a friend. ''Iam there always.

A moment of joy spent under a willow,.. the tear of eye that wets ur pillow,.. Sometimes pain n Sometimes pleasure, When given by Frenz, both r treasure!

Ek msg roz, keep d frnds close, ek din me paanch, dosti pe na aye aanch. ek din me dus, mile dosti ka rus, ek din me bees,

DARDE DIL SEHNA ASAAN NAHI HOTA, KIMTI CHEEJ KE HAR KOI KAABIL NAHI HOTA, YEH TO UPARWALE KI MEHARBAANI HAI , WARNA TERE JAISE POPAT KE PAAS MOBILE NAHI HOTA.

Jab tumhara sms aata hai, mera rom rom machal jaata hai ang ang me gudgudi hoti hai, ye sms ka kassor nahi hai, kambakht cell hi vibrator par hota hai.

Paani me tairna machhli ka style, Hawa me udna panchhi ka style, Different messages bhejna mera style, Fukat ka message padhna Aapka style..

Baithe tere khyalo me kore kagaj par likh dala tera naam .. tasweer bhi utar dali... aur likha hai paigam.. jinda pakadne wale ko 500 ka inam....

Khamosh Raat Ki Pehlu Mein Sitare Naa Hote,
In Rookhi Aankhon mein Rangeen Najare Naa Hote,
Hum Bhi na Karte Parwah
Agar aap Itne Pyare na hote……

Drop the last year into the silent limbo of the past. Let it go, for it was imperfect, and thank God that it can go.