Har ek muskurahat muskaan nahi hoti,
Nafrat ho ya mohabbat asaan nahi hoti,
Ansoo gham ke aur khushi ke ek jaise hote hai,
Inki pehchan asaan nahi hoti…..
Chup Hontho ki juban ye ansoo hote hain
Jo chup rahte hain fir bhi behte hain
Aur in aasuon ki kismat to dekhiye
Ye unke liye behte hain jo in ankhon mein rehte hain
Memories play very confusing role.
Make you laugh when you remember
the time you cried together.
But make you cry when you remember
the time you laughed together.
Bina btaye usne na jane Q ye duri kardi,
Bichad ke usne mohabbat hi adhuri kardi,
Mere muqaddar me gham aaye to kya hua,
Khuda ne uski kwahish to puri kardi..
Ab Ansuon Ko Aankhon Mein sajaana Hoga
Charaag Bhuj Gaye Khud Ko Jalana Hoga
Na Samajhna Ke Tumse Bichar Ke Khush Hain Hum
Humein Logon Ki Khaatir Muskurana Hoga
f sum1 cums in2 ur lyf n bcms a prt of u,bt 4 sum rison s/he couldnt stay,dnt cry 2 much..
Jus b glad tht ur paths crosd n sumhw s/he made u hapy evn 4 a wile.
waqt ki aandhiyon me ujar rha tha sansar mera,
kismat ki thokron se tut rha tha ghar war mera,
dil bhi dard se bechain ho rha tha,
tabhi mere dil se nikl gya dil me rehne wala dildar mera