Tuesday, 14 February 2012

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shadi

Devdas Ko Papa Ne Kaha Ghar Chhod DoMaa Ne Kaha Paro Ko Chhod DoDevdas Ne Kaha Duniya Chhod DoAppko Kisne Kaha Humse Baat Karna Naa Chhod Do…


Dil ke chhalon ko koi shayari kahe,to dard nahi hotaTakleef to tab hoti hai,Jab log wah-wah karte hain



Apne hisse ki zindagi to hum kabke jee chuke
,Ab to sirf dhadkanon ka lihaj karte hain,
Kya karen is duniya walon ka,
Jo aakhari dhadkano pe bhi aitaraz karte hain.
Yu nazar se nazar ki baat ki,
ki dil chura le gayehum to samjhe the but, aap to dhadkan suna gaye…
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Kisi bhi mushkil mod perHum na kahenge
AAPKO….”C U”….Rahenge sath hamesha
ME & U…..Kal hum na rahe
DUNIYA me toRakh kar fool meri kabar pe
KAHNA STUPID “I MISS U“


Dost tera bahut sahara hai
Warna is duniya mein kaun hamara hai
Log marte hai maut aane par
Hamay to aapke dosti ne mara hai…`

Dosti naam hai sukh dukh ki kahani kaDosti raaz hai sada muskurane kaYe koi pal bhar ki pehchan nahiDosti naam hai umar bhar sath nibhane ka…`Dost dil todna hamari aadat nahi
Dil hum kisi ka dukhate nahiBharosa rakhna meri dosti par
Dil mein basakar hum kisiko bhulate nahi…
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for you

Kal Ho Na Ho,Aaj To Hai,
Aaj Ho Na Ho,Yeh Pal To Hai,
Yeh Pal Ho Na Ho, Hum To Hai,
Hum Ho Na Ho Humari Dosti
To Hai..`Dosti Karna Aur
Nibhana Tumse Sikha,
Is Duniyan Kitne Bore Log
Hain Mene Dekha,
Aye Merra Dost Sath Dene Ke Liye Shukriya,
Jab Is Duniya Sub Ne Mera Sath Chordiya..`
Kabhi Kehte The Dost Humare,
Jaan Bhi Mango To Hazir Hain,
Aaj Apni Biwi Ko Jaan Kete Hain,
Aur Mange To Inkaar Karte Hain…`
Meri Dost Hi Nahi Meri Jaan
Ho TumMeri Her Dhadakan Mera Emaan Ho TumJiski Talash Thi Mujhe Janmo-Janam SeVahi Khubsurat Armaan Ho Tum…`Dosti Ki Tadap Ko Dikhaya Nahin Jaata,Dil Mein Lagi Aag Ko Bujhaya Nahin Jaata.Kitni Bhi Doori Ho Dosti Mein,Aap Jaise Dost Ko Bhulaya Nahin Jaata…`Kya Jaane Kab Maut Ka Paigam Aa Jaye,Na Jaane Kab Zindagi Ki Shaam Aa JayeAey Dost Mujhe Us Din Ka Intezaar Hai,Jab Yeh Zindagi Tere Kisi Kaam Aa Jaye..
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This day of love i take a vowto
love you well through all the
daysof long and labyrinthine ways:but
i would love you anyhowbecause you rmy valentine.


Kabhi hasata hai pyaar,
Kabhi rulata hai pyaar,
Har pal ki yaad dilata hai yeh pyaar,
Chaho ya na chaho,
Par aapke hone ka ehsaas dilata hai yeh pyaar…


Phool khilte rahein zindgi ki
raah meinhassi chamakti rahe
aapki nigaah meinkadam kadam
par mile khushi ki bhaar aapkodil
deta hai yehi dua baar-baar aapko…
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Monday, 13 February 2012

Unhe ye shikaayat hai hamse

Gujre hue kal ki yaad aati hai,kuch
lamho se aankhen bhar aati hai,
woh subah rangeen woh shaam nirali jaati hai
,jab aap jaise dosto ki yaad aati hai….




Soya tha raat koo, par nend nahi aayee,
Saari raat humko sirf unki hee
yaad satayee,Aankh khuli toh paya apney aap ko bilkul akela,
Fir yaad aaya, tujhe rehna hai ……., aur abhi akela..



Unhe ye shikaayat hai hamseki hum har
kisi ko dekh kar mushkurate hainnasamajh
hain wo kya jaanehame to har chehre me wahi nazar aate hain…
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Dil ki aawaz ko izhaar kehte hai,
jhuki nigah ko ikrar kehte hai,
sirf paane ka naam ishq nahi,
kuch khone ko bhi pyar kehte hai…


Dosti mein itna pyaar lao
Ke dekhna wala dang ho jaye!
Dushman bhi aake tumse pouche,
Kya hum bhi tumhare dost baan jaye…


Ye Promise Hai Humara,
Na Chhodenge Kabhi Saath Tumhara.
Jo Gaye Tum Hume Bhool Kar,
Le Aayenge Pakad Kar Haath Tumhara.



Dosti ek sagar hai aur dost machhaliya hai,
Mai tume mere dil mai sambhalkar rakhunga,
Par agar tumne dur jane ki koshish ki To,
khuda kasam pani se nikal kar billi ko de dunga…


velentine day true story

                         Valentine’s Day started in the time of the Roman Empire.



IIn ancient rome, February 14th was a holiday to honour Juno. Juno was the Queen of the Roman Gods and Goddesses. The Romans also knew her as the Goddess of women and marriage. The following day, February 15th, began the Feast of Lupercalia.

The lives of young boys and girls were strictly separate. However, one of the customs of the young people was name drawing. On the eve of the festival of Lupercalia the names of Roman girls were written on slips of paper and placed into jars.

Each young man would draw a girl’s name from the jar and would then be partners for the duration of the festival with the girl whom he chose. Sometimes the pairing of the children lasted an entire year, and often, they would fall in love and would later marry.

Under the rule of Emperor Claudius II Rome was involved in many bloody and unpopular campaigns.Claudius the Cruel was having a difficult time getting soldiers to join his military leagues. He believed that the reason was that roman men did not want to leave their loves or families.

As a result, Claudius cancelled all marriages and engagements in Rome. The good Saint Valentine was a priest at Rome in the days of Claudius II. He and Saint Marius aided the Christian martyrs and secretly married couples, and for this kind deed Saint Valentine was apprehended and dragged before the Prefect of

Rome, who condemned him to be beaten to death with clubs and to have his head cut off .
He suffered martyrdom on the 14th day of February, about the year 270. At that time it was the custom in Rome, a very ancient custom, indeed, to celebrate in the month of February the Lupercalia, feasts in honour of a heathen god. On these occasions, amidst a variety of pagan ceremonies, the names of young women were placed in a box, from which they were drawn by the men as chance directed.

The pastors of the early Christian Church in Rome endeavoured to do away with the pagan element in these feasts by substituting the names of saints for those of maidens. And as the Lupercalia began about the middle of February, the pastors appear to have chosen Saint Valentine’s Day for the celebration of this new feaSt. So it seems that the custom of young men choosing maidens for valentines, or saints as patrons for the

coming year, arose in this way.
After that we young girls and boys in whole world start celebrating velentine day(Lovers day) on 14th Feb ebvery year.



Wish you all a happy valentine day to you all.

                                         VALENTINE STORY THIS IS A TRUE STORY










Let me introduce myself. My name is Valentine. I lived in Rome during the third century. That was long, long ago! At that time, Rome was ruled by an emperor named Claudius. I didn't like Emperor Claudius, and I wasn't the only one! A lot of people shared my feelings.
Claudius wanted to have a big army. He expected men to volunteer to join. Many men just did not want to fight in wars. They did not want to leave their wives and families. As you might have guessed, not many men signed up. This made Claudius furious. So what happened? He had a crazy idea. He thought that if men were not married, they would not mind joining the army. So Claudius decided not to allow any more marriages. Young people thought his new law was cruel. I thought it was preposterous! I certainly wasn't going to support that law!
Did I mention that I was a priest? One of my favorite activities was to marry couples. Even after Emperor Claudius passed his law, I kept on performing marriage ceremonies -- secretly, of course. It was really quite exciting. Imagine a small candlelit room with only the bride and groom and myself. We would whisper the words of the ceremony, listening all the while for the steps of soldiers.
One night, we did hear footsteps. It was scary! Thank goodness the couple I was marrying escaped in time. I was caught. (Not quite as light on my feet as I used to be, I guess.) I was thrown in jail and told that my punishment was death.
I tried to stay cheerful. And do you know what? Wonderful things happened. Many young people came to the jail to visit me. They threw flowers and notes up to my window. They wanted me to know that they, too, believed in love.
One of these young people was the daughter of the prison guard. Her father allowed her to visit me in the cell. Sometimes we would sit and talk for hours. She helped me to keep my spirits up. She agreed that I did the right thing by ignoring the Emperor and going ahead with the secret marriages. On the day I was to die, I left my friend a little note thanking her for her friendship and loyalty. I signed it, "Love from your Valentine."
I believe that note started the custom of exchanging love messages on Valentine's Day. It was written on the day I died, February 14, 269 A.D. Now, every year on this day, people remember. But most importantly, they think about love and friendship. And when they think of Emperor Claudius, they remember how he tried to stand in the way of love, and they laugh -- because they know that love can't be beaten!
                                                                                         karan shahu

Saturday, 11 February 2012

“Allah will say to the inhabitant of Paradise:
‘O inhabitants of Paradise!’ They will say:
‘O our Lord, we present ourselves and are at
Your pleasure, and goodness rests in Your hands.’
Then He will say: ‘Are you contented?’ And they will say: ‘
And how should we not be contented, O Lord,
when You have given to us that which You have given to no one else of Your creation?’
Then He will say: ‘Would you not like Me to give you something better than that?’
And they will say: ‘O Lord and what thing is better than that?’ And He will say:
‘I shall cause My favour to descend upon you and thereafter shall never be displeased with you.’”
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“Talk The Entire Way ThroughThe Exam.
Read Questions Aloud,Debate Your Answers
WithYourself Out Loud.If Asked To Stop,
Yell Out,“I’m SOOO Sure
You Can HearMe Thinking. . .
”Then Start Talking AboutWhat A Jerk The Instructor Is. . .
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Friday, 10 February 2012

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Socha tha har modd pe tumhara intezar karenge,

Dil se kabhi mujhe yaad kiya karo,
Itna gair na samjho call nahi toa atleast
Miss call toa kar liya karo


Zindagi mein tum iss tarah jaise ki bahar aayi
Pyar iss tarah kiya ki gulzar aayi
Khush hum aise huae ki jaise basant ki fuhar aayi
Tumne dhokha iss tarah diya ki dil mai heartattack aayi


Socha tha har modd pe tumhara intezar karenge,
Socha tha har modd pe tumhara intezar karenge,
Magar kambakhat sali sadak hi seedhi nikli.
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Log ruthkar rah jaatein hai
,Dil ki baat dil mein daba jaate hain,
Zamana teji ka hai,
Phir kyon nahin aeroplane si udaan bharte hain!
Kalam se khat par leekh kar kabootar udaana hua ab poorana,
Sonchtein hain yeh to zamana hua deewana!`
Pani Main Tairna machali ka style
Hawa me udna panchi ka style
Different msgs bhejna FANNAH ka style
Fukat ka msg padhna aur fwd karna aapka style .`
Kehne ko toa kichar me bhi ham kamal khila de
,Magar kuch soch ke ruk jaate hain .
Tum kanto me jeene ki baat karte ho,
Hum to kaanto ko bhi phool bana dete hain.`
Usne mehndi laga rakhi thi ,
Hamne uski doli utha rakhi thi
,Hame maloom tha ke vo bewafa niklegi ,Isliye hamne uski behen pata rakhi thi….`Kya hua jo usne racha li mehndi,Hamm bhi aab sehra sajayenge,Mujhe ptta tha ke vo aapne naseeb main nhi hai,Ab uski chotti behen ko fasayenge…..
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Khayal ko kissi aahat ki aas rehti hai,Nigah ko kissi soorat ki talash rehti hai,Tere bin koi kami toa nhi hai dost,Bass gali waali jamadarni udhas rehti hai…`Jab bhi hota hain deedar,dil dhadakta hai baar baar,par yeh sochkar kehte hain,ki kab chukaaoge mera uddhaar…`Humne bhi kabhi pyar kiya tha,thoda nai besumar kiya tha,dil tut kar reh gaya,jab usne kaha,aree Maine to Majak kiya tha…`Sher Sunaata hoon zara ghor se suno,Main Sher Sunaata hoon zara ghor se suno,Ja mein nahi sunata kisi our se suno …`Jawani ke din chamkile hon gaye,husn ke tever nokile ho gaye,faisla lene me itne dhile ho gaye,ki unke haath peele ho gaye….`Wo chham chham kar ke aayiwo chham chham kar ke chali gayimain sindoor le kar khada thawo rakhi bandh kar chali gayi..
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comedyYeh exam ke rishte bhi ajeeb hote hai,

Mere Dost Tum Bhi Likha Karo Shayari
Tumhara Bhi Meri Tarah Naam Ho Jayega
Jab Tum Par Bhi Padenge Ande Aur
TamatarTo Shaam Ki Sabji Ka Intajaam Ho Jayega…

Yeh exam ke rishte bhi ajeeb hote hai,Sab apne apne naseeb hote hai,Rahte hai jo nigaho se duur,Saale wahi question compulsary hote hai.
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Bhagwan kare tujhe bahut pyaar milesabhi ladkiyan tujhe baandhe rakhitujhe jeevan bhar ka unka saath mile


Hamara ishq tha hi itna saccha,ki scooter par lagta hi tha accha,Jab milne unse jati thi,To scooter par hi sapno ka ghar banati thi,Sara din Delhi ki roads par scooter chalta tha,aur Hamara ishq us scooter par hi chalta tha.Magar un pyari batoon mein hum iss kadar kho jate they,Ki Red light ko bhi paar kar jate they,Fir aashiqui mein chaalan ho jata tha,Jo thode bahut paise hote they,wo bhi traffic police wala le jata tha.Isliye dosto agar GF ko ghoomane jayoTo driving licence apni jeb mein jaroor le jay
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Love Is The Happiness Of Today,
And Promise Of Tomorrow,
So This Warm Note Comes To U,
To Say That Live Life With A Heart Full Of Love.
Happy Promise Day…


This Promise Day 2011.
I Don’t Promise You The Moon,
I Don’t Promise You The Star,
But If You Promise To Remember Me,
I Promise To Be Always There.
Thinking Of You On This Promise Day.
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Monday, 6 February 2012

origanal romance



Zindagi lambi hai dost banate raho,Dil mile na mile haath milate raho,Taj Mahal banaana toh bahut costly hoga,Par har gali mai ek Mumtaz banate raho…


Hamara ishq tha hi itna saccha,ki scooter par lagta hi tha accha,
Jab milne unse jati thi
To scooter par hi sapno ka ghar banati thi,
Sara din Delhi ki roads par scooter chalta tha,
aur Hamara ishq us scooter par hi chalta tha.
Magar un pyari batoon mein hum iss kadar kho jate they,
Ki Red light ko bhi paar kar jate they,
Fir aashiqui mein chaalan ho jata tha,
Jo thode bahut paise hote they,
wo bhi traffic police wala le jata tha.
Isliye dosto agar GF ko ghoomane jayoTo driving licence apni jeb mein jaroor le jayo…
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