मील सके जाे आसानी से उसकी खवाहीस किसे है,
जिद ताे उसकी है जाे मुकददर मे लिखा ही नही।
jahan sab kuch bikta hai dosto rehna jara sambhal ke....bechne wale hawa bhi bech dete hai gubaron me daal ke....sach bikta hai jhooth bikta hai bikti hai har kahani.....teen lok me hai faila hua, fir bhi bikta hai botel mai pani....kabhi fool ki tarah mat jeena jis din khiloge tut kar bikhar jaoge....jeena hai toh pathar ki tarah jeo....jis din tarashe gye khuda ban jaoge...........Bacchan
so cute 😃
But friendship is better dan love 😛
lolwa...
Teacher: Name different type of Cheese.
Banta:
1. White,
2. Cottage,
3. Mozarella
4. Cheddar
5. Swiss blue &
6. Bekhudi.
7. Zindagi
Teacher: Wait a min... what is 'Bekhudi' and 'Zindagi' ??
Banta: Hoshwalon ko khabar kya, 'Bekhudi' kya cheese hai... ishq kije phir samjhiye Zindagi kya cheese hai...
Bhikari- kuch Khane ko de do🍗🍖
Ladki- TAMATAR KHAO
Bhikari- roti de do🍪🍪
Ladki - TAMATAR KHAO
Bhikari- achcha Lao tamatar hi de do
Ladki ki maa- Ye totli he...keh rahi he
KAMAKAR KHAO 🍪😆😆😆
Shaan.... means Tanha Dil...!!!
Aankhon mein sapne liye,
Ghar se hum chal to diye,
Jaane ye raahein ab le jayengi kahan,
Mitti ki khuhsbu aaye,
Palkon pe aasun laye,
Palkon pe reh jaayega yaadon ka jahaan,
Manzil nayi hai, anjaana hai kaarva,
Chalna akele hai yahaan,
Tanha Dil, Tanha Safar
Dhunde tujhe, phir kyun nazar,
Tanha Dil, Tanha Safar
Dhunde tujhe, phir kyun nazar,
Tanha dil...!!!
sheeshey ka samundar panee kee deewarey maya hai brahm hai mohabbat kee duniya.Ish duniya mey joh bhee gyaa woh toh gyaa. 😉
Made this painting today. Hope u all like it. 😃 ⭐
I know a girl who in real life says "LOL" first and then starts laughing..
..Just wanted to share... 😛
(Few people are taking 'Digital India' too seriously)
Hazaron jwabon se achi hai meri khamoshi na jane kitne swalon ki abru rakh li.....
Waqt se puch rha hai koi jakham kya sach me bhar jatei hai....zindgi tere taqub me ham itna chalte hai ki mar jatein hai.......Faraz
Taqub - pursuit
Hazaaron Aib dekhte hain doosron mein pehle,
Apne andar hon farishtey hum jaise.
Translation:
We see a lot of mistakes in others,
as if, we ourselves are pure spirits.
Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter.. :)
Good night..
★★☆☆
One day she will turn to you and say "do you still love me?" and a million things will flash through your mind.
you loved her when you met her because it was the right time. but now things have gone lifeless and when you look in her eyes you don't see the galaxy you see a star and stars are beautiful but they can't sustain life and she can't give you what you need anymore. you need to tell her, don't keep waiting.
it wasn't her fault and she's still like sweet lemonade to you but your taste buds are changing and lemon isn't your favorite any longer. maybe what you're looking for is ice tea or coffee. you need to tell her that it's you who changed, not her. do not let her think this is her fault. it will break her and she will turn sour.
you didn't just wake up and decide not to love her anymore. it wasn't because she didn't smile at you when she was having a bad day it isn't because she snapped at you last week it isn't because she's a burden because she isn't. tell her how sometimes people lose things and it's better to leave them lost, or things break and it's better to leave them broken. make sure she knows this doesn't have to break her.
one day she will ask you "do you still love me?" and you will want to lie and say yes, you will want to spare her. don't lie it will only delay the inevitable. this love has broken and eventually she will find the cracks and if you do not warn her they will cut her. you need to warn her. you need to let her go.
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- Excerpt from a book I'll never write #4- Lily Rain
LATE NIGHT WORDS
Its quite blurry as I am looking out of the window. Heavy rain has engulfed the entire city. Its 2:07 am now and I can hear nothing but scintillating rain drops and the night's hush.
Sometimes people who like you keeps you up this late at night, other times its just their memories, long gone memories that almost have turned black n white now, without color.. but yet somehow have managed to retain their essence.
Its strange, sometimes, trivial little things like the sound of this rain, makes you remember so many rainy nights of your life, when 'loneliness' was just a word, when eyes were closed just to dream and were opened to live them, when songs were sung and finished by someone else.
I just played an old tune on my mouth-organ, and she was right in front of me, listening to it as I played on. I couldn't help but notice her gaze, static and deep, looking out in the rain. Its so beautiful when people loose themselves into something and forget every thing for that moment that exists around them. I observed her expressions, it was kind, with a fragile smile she was as if in a deep connection with her ecstatic self.
Realization came rushing in. I kept the mouth-organ aside and once again came here to write.
Its 3:06 am n still raining outside.......inside is already flooded.
Let me now blow the last candle out which is dimly lighting up my room.... and sail far far away in my nocturnal voyages...
Enemy is the fear inside us 😃