Ye nahi k hame tordh gaya hai koi...use b khud ko bhot bar jordna hoga

Kitna chaha hai tuje soch kabi ghor to kar'hamto apne b kabi itne talabgar na the.

Hamne agosh e muhbt se a sikha hai sabaq,jisku zinda nai rehna wo muhbt karle

Guzarti raat k lamho me jb tuth k uski yad ayi,to a ehsas hua..utar jaye jo dilme wo log bhulaye nai jate

Tum b ayine ki tarah bewafa nikle na JAaNa? Jo samne ajaye usika hojaye

Unhe tafsil se kaise sunayen a qissa muhbt ka..k wo masroof hain abtk hame barbad karne me

Is dil e tang me kis kisku jagah dun ya Rubb? gham rahe?dum rahe?faryad rahe?yad rahe?

Ab hamse zindagi ki haqiqat na pucho,bhot matlabi thd kuch log jo tanha kar gaye

Ajtk qayem hai uske laoth ane ki umid..ajtk tehri hai zindagi apni jagah..lakh a chaha k usku bhul jaon..hosila apni jagah bebasi apni jagah

My uske haton me thi,tute hue shishe ki tarah...badi umid ti k biqarne nai dega...bs giraya kuch is ada se muje k simatne ki aas hi na rahi

Saadgi meri k tujhko rishta e jaan keh dia..hosila tera k aksar bhul jate ho muje

Log likhte hain mere ashq e lahu se ghazlen..tune itna b na pucha k my roti q hun

Aj badi der tk wo muje dekhta raha...najane q laga k wo muje shord jayega

Majburiyo k dor me jaan se b aziz log..bewafa na b ho,badal zarur jate hain

Marne wala hu

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I ASKED WHICH IS THE MOST
BEAUTIFUL THING IN THE WORLD..

MY FRIEND SAID…IT IS “FAITH”..
YOU FIND IT IN EVERY HEART..

I ASKED A BRIDE..
SHE REPLIED…IT IS “LOVE”
IT MAKES A POOR MAN RICH..

I ASKED A SOLDIER..
HE SAID…IT IS “PEACE”…
BEAUTY DWELLS WHERE THERE IS PEACE..

I WAS WONDERING HOW TO CONNECT THEM..
AND RETURNED HOME…WITH A HEAVY HEART..

THE DOOR OPENED….
I COULD SEE “FAITH” IN THE EYES OF MY BROTHERS & SISTERS..
“LOVE” IN THE EYES OF MY PARENTS….AND..
“PEACE” IN MY HOUSE…BUILT BY “FAITH” AND “LOVE”.

SO THE MOST BEAUTIFUL THING IN THE WORLD IS “HOME”.

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Nai thk

Do dost the
.

ache dost the
.

bahot ache dost the
.

bahot hi ache dost the
.

kafi jyada ache dost the
.

to hone do yr,
.

apne se ache thodi the.

Assalamualikum

he he no sory

Apna sorry apne pas hi rakho