Dosto ki dosti se jalte hai log,tarah-tarah ki baaten karte hai log,jab chand or suraj ka hota hai khul kar milan,to us ko bhi grahan kehte hai log...! Neet
This day of love I take a vow
To love you well through all the days
Of long and labyrinthine ways:
But I would love you anyhow
Because You r
My Valentine.
Mat Kar Pyaar Mujhse Itna,,Sab Ko Pata Hai Main Zamane Mein Badnam H00n,,
Aey #JAANEMAN_____________________________..;;-((
Tere Samney Sari Zindagi Padi Hai Guzarne Ke Liye,,Mai To Likh Kar Mitaya Huwaa Ek Naam H00n..;;-))
Pakistan Ke Ek Area Mein Bulding Construction Mein Kuch Log Kam Kar Rahe Thhe
Achanak Vahan Ek Kam Karta Hua Pathan Hawa Mein 2 Feet Uchla Aur 2 Kalabajiya Khayi Aur ZameenPe Aa Gira
Sab Logo Ne Ye Sab Dekha Aur Hairan Ho Gaye
Supervisor Bola: “Pathan, Ye Kartab Dobara Karke Dikhao, Hum Tumhe 1000 Rs Dega”
Pathan Gusse Se: “Tu Mujhe 1 Lakh Rs Bhi De Tab Bhi Main Apne Lund Pe Hathoda Na Maru“
Koi Hansaye Toh Thoda Hans Lete Hain,
Aankhon Mein Gum Ho Toh Ro Lete Hain,
Neend Hume Waise Kam Hee Aati Hai,
Magar Sapne Mein Woh Aayenge
Ye Soch Kar Thoda So Lete Hain...!!
Jism Ki Bhookh Ko Mohabbat Nahin Kehte Hain,
Har Jalti Huyi Sama Ko Aaftaab Nahin Kehte Hain,
Har Pal Simateti Zindagi Ko Maut Ka Aagaaz Nahin Kehte Hain,
Ek Kashish Hai Mohabbat,
Ek Meethi Chuban Hai Mohabbat,
Jis Ke Ehsaas Ko Khuda Ki Ibaadat Kehte Hain….
If I reach for your hand, will you hold it?
If I hold out my arms, will you hug me? If I go for your lips, will you kiss me?
If I capture your heart, will you luv me?
Dil Haqikat Ko Kuchh Is Kadr Chhupata Hai,
Ki Wo Pathar Hai Magar Bahut Yaad Aata Hai,
Ek Main Hun Jo Aankhon Me Ask Jawan Liye
Hoon,
Aur Ek Wo Hai Jo Aaj Bhi Surma Lagata Hai,
Dard Mere Seene Me Hai Mujhe Iska Gila Nahin,
Gila To Ye Hai Ki Ruk Ruk Ke Aata Hai,
Rab Ki Rehmat Ko Bhala Koun Jaan Paya Hai,
Jo Kisi Ko Seesa To Kisi Ko Pathar Banata Hai,
Dil Haqikat Ko Kuchh Is Kadar Chhupata Hai,
Ki Wo Pathar Hai Magar Bahut Yaad Aata Hai..
But ah! what once has been shall be no more! The groaning earth in travail and in pain Brings forth its races, but does not restore, And the dead nations never rise again.