GOOD MORNING
Have A Nice Day
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Best Regards
Mrs Rubina Yasmeen
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Har Ghadi Tujh Pe Hi Mandlaon Main
Phool Hai Tu Tera Bhanwra Hoon Main
Bich Main Jaonga Tere Khadmaon May
Tu Hai Raahi Tera Rastaa Hoon Main
Aa Lipat Jayen Ek Duje Se
Bel Hai Tu Tera Mandwa Hoon Main
(Bel = Creeper, Mandwa = Support to climb the creeper)
Tujh Se Raoshan Hai Kayenaat Meri
Chand Hai Tu Andheri Raat Hoon Main
Rah Na Payenge Ham Juda Ho Ke
Phool Hai Tu Teri Khushbo Hoon Main
Har Lamha Saath Tere Raheta Hoon
Tu Hawa Hai Tera Jhonka Hoon Main
Written By :
Syed Iqtedar Hussain 
Alias :
Rameez Hussain [ Bakbak ]
May Allah Bless You All
May Allah Shower His Mercies On You
Have A Great & Blessed Day
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Rembr Me In Ur Prays
Mrs Rubina
Yasmeen
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Kuuch to ehsaas-e-ziyaa.n thh-aa peh-lay
Dil kaa ye haal kahaa.n thh-aa peh-lay
Yuu.n naa ghabraa-ye huu-ay phir-tay thh-ay
Dil ajj-abb kuu.nj-e-amaa.n thh-aa peh-lay
Profound lyrics, especially the first two couplets:
It appears that the poet, Nasir Kazmi is narrating
the phase of maturity/adulthood.
Warm & Regards
iqbal sheikh Don't Blame People
For Disappointing You
Blame Yourself For
Expecting Too Much From Them..!!
Dil kaa ye haal kahaa.n thh-aa peh-lay
Yuu.n naa ghabraa-ye huu-ay phir-tay thh-ay
Dil ajj-abb kuu.nj-e-amaa.n thh-aa peh-lay
Profound lyrics, especially the first two couplets:
It appears that the poet, Nasir Kazmi is narrating
the phase of maturity/adulthood.
Warm & Regards
iqbal sheikh Don't Blame People
For Disappointing You
Blame Yourself For
Expecting Too Much From Them..!!
Same as above which is in Urdu...
Ashfaq Ahmed kahte hain!
Mera pahla bacha meri goud may tha.
Main ek baagh may baetha tha.
Aur maali kaam kar rahe they.
Ek
maali mere paas aaya aur kahne laga "mashaAllah bahot pyara bacha
hai-Allah is ki umar daraz kare"-main ne us se pucha "tumhare kitne
bachey hain?"-wo kahne laga "mere aath (8) bachey hain"-jab is ne aath
(8) bachon ka zikar kiya to main ne kaha ke "Allah un sab ko salamat
rakhey-laekin main apni mohabbat ko aath bachon may taqhseem karne pe
taiyar nahi hoon". ye sun kar maali muskuraya aur meri taraf cahera kar
ke kahne laga.
"Sahab Ji!!
Mohabbat Taqhseem Nahi Kiya Karte... Mohabbat Ko Zarb Diya Karte Hain"
(Taqhseem means Divide, and Zarb Means Multiply)
So just multiply to make it more, don't divide it.
RAMEEZ BAKBAK
Jane Kahan Gaye, Jane Kahan Gaye
Dil Mera Le Gaya, Le Gaya Woh
Dekhte Dekhte, Kya Se Kya Ho Gaya
Dhadkane Reh Gayi, Dil Juda Ho Gaye
Aaj Toota Hua, Dil ka Ye Saaz Hai
Ab Wo Naghmein Kahan, Sirf Aawaz Hai
Ghut taa Rehta Naa Dam Jaan Toh Chotti
Kaash Kehta Koi, Woh Mohabbat Naa Thi
Haal Kya Hai Mera, AaKe Khud Dekh jaa
Ab Tere Hath Hai, Jeena Marna Mera
Dua Ki Talib
Mrs. Rubina Yasmeen
Our Lord !! Accept From Us;
Surely U Are The Hearing, The Knowing.
Aaye Allah !!
Humse Ye Qidmat Qabool Farma,
Beshakk Tu Sunne Wala Hai Janne Wala Hai....
