Maire Dukhoon Ki Dhanak Mein Rang Na Bhar
Mohabbat Or Nafrat Ki Jang Na Lar
Khushi Mere Ghum K Sung Na Kar
Pappu Yaar Tang Na Kar !!

Aaj Tak Woh Band Baje Shaamiyana Yaad Hay
Khud Ko Itni Dhoom Se Sooli Charhana Yaad Hay

Teen Moqay Bhi Diye Qazi Ne Ghor-O Fikr Ke
Aaj Tak Who Qeemati Moqay Ganwana Yaad Hay

Aik Nah Kafi Thi Her Muskil Se Bachne Ke Liye
Hum Ko Han Ka Faislaa Who Ehmaqana Yaad Hay
Ghar Jise Laye The Hum Roti Pakane Ke Liye
Ab Pakati Hay Hamen Us Ka Pakana Yaad Hay

Nah Silaee Janti Hay Nah Cooking Maloom Hay
Han Oose Shohar Ko Ungli Per Nachaana Yaad Hay

Uski Her Ik Baat Per Kehna Hi Parta Hay ?Bajaa?
Is Tarah Ooska Hamen Barson Bajana Yaad Hay

Mantay Hen Hum Husaini Hadesaa Hoga Shdeed
Kiyon Keh Tum Ko Waqeaa Itna Puranaa Yaad Hay

Jise Dil Diya Woh Dilli Chali Gayi
Jise Pyar Kiya Woh Italy Chali Gayi
Dil Ne Kaha Khud Khushi(Suicide) Kar Le Jalim
Bijali Ko Haath Lagaya To Bijli Chali Gayi

Dil ki batein btana acha lagta ha.
Phone per gup shup lagana acha lagta ha.

Shadi se pehle dil me bajte hein Sangeet.
Bad me to bas Qumi Trana acha lagta ha

KaAliyan bariyan we paper nu me laawa,
Speed me 220 di likhaan,
Teacher de saamne me nai rukda,
Em a night writer,
Rem0vAan maAr mar paper nu chehk kad da,
Sarey bchey takde we ki hogaya,
Lagda we aj mera paper hogaya,
Un nu me puchda,
Ni paper sada le ja ni jattiye,
Ni dur isey le ja we ariye,
Ni teacher tu meri, meri, Mein tera student dent.

dada our dadi ny jawani k dino ko phr sy dhohraya dada ny dadi sy kaha hum darya k kinary phr milan gay agla din dada nay kapry pehn k hath mein red phool ly k darya k kinary gay our dadi ka intazar karny lagy magr dadi na aai dada ghar ja k ghussa sy phool phenk k dadi dy pucha tum aai q nai dadi sharmaty huy boli ammi ny any nahe diya.....

No matter how happily a woman may be married,
it always pleases her to discover that
there is a nice man who wishes that she were not. :D

Today,tommorow and yesterday there will be.
one heart that would always beat for you..
you know whose ??? .. your own stupid !!!

A Valentine is nothing like
A chocolate or a rose.
For in a week these shall be gone,
But Valentines remain.
If love were always sweet to tongue
Or fragrant to the nose,
Each day would be like Valentine's,
And we would go insane.

A Valentine just hangs around
Waiting to be kissed
Long after special days have passed
And every days are here.

So one is wise to choose one well
And chocolates to resist.
For in the midst of mania
It's nice to have one near.