Girl:- Muje Apne Heere Ki RING Dedo,
Mai RING Ko Dekh Ke Tumhe Yaad Karungi
Boy:- Tum Ye Soch Ke Yaad Karna Ke Kamine Se RING Mangi Thi Or Usne Nhi Di.
10 years ago
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Peeep , pepepe!
SoRRy!
The SMS was in Traffic Jam...
However I m NoT 2 late to Wish YoU. . .
HaPPy Birth day.
I have a foreboding of an America in my children's or grandchildren's time - [...] when awesome technological powers are in the hands of a very few, and no one representing the public interest can even grasp the issues; when the people have lost the ability to set their own agendas or knowledgeably question those in authority; when, clutching our crystals and nervously consulting our horoscopes, our critical faculties in decline, unable to distinguish between what feels good and what’s true, we slide, almost without noticing, back into superstition and darkness.
In America, we hurry-which is well; but when the day's work is done, we go on thinking of losses and gains, we plan for the morrow, we even carry our business cares to bed with us...we burn up our energies with these excitements, and either die early or drop into a lean and mean old age at a time of life which they call a man's prime in Europe...What a robust people, what a nation of thinkers we might be, if we would only lay ourselves on the shelf occasionally and renew our edges!
When You Smiled You Had My
Attention, When You Laughed,
I Laughed With You, When
You Cried, I Wanted To
Hold You, When You Said You
Loved Me, You Had My Heart.
Jaha Yaad Na Aaye Wo Tanhai
Kis Kaam Ki, Bigdre Rishte
Na Bane To Wo Khudai Kis Kaam
Ki, Beshak Apni Manzil Tak
Pauchna Hai Par, Jaha Se Apne
Na Dikhe Wo Uchai Kis Kaam Ki..!
❥ लोग :earth_americas: फेमस :ok_hand_tone1: कार :oncoming_taxi: DSLR :camera_with_flash: या IPhone:iphone: से नहीं :x: होते हैं, फेमस होने के लिए नवाबी :crown: दिल :heart_exclamation: चाहिए, और :v: तुम्हारा यार :sunglasses: तो बचपन :baby_tone3: से ही नवाब :kissing_heart: हैं ❥
Bina Bataye Usne Na Jane Kyu Ye
Duri Kardi
Bhichhad Ke Usne Mohabbat Hi
Adhuri Kardi
Mere Mukaddar Me Gham Aaye To
Kya Hua
Khuda Ne Uski Khwaish To Puri Kardi