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 10:37 | 7/Apr/2007 | 5 Comment(s)
7%

A holy man was having a conversation with the Lord one day & said
'Lord, I would like to know what Heaven & Hell are like.'

The Lord led the holy man to two doors.

He opened one of the doors & the holy man looked in. In the middle of
the room was a large round table. In the middle of the table was a
large pot of stew, which smelled delicious & made the holy man's mouth
water.

The people sitting around the table were thin & sickly. They appeared
to be famished.

They were holding spoons with very long handles that were strapped to
their arms & each found it possible to reach into the pot of stew & take
a spoonful.

But because the handle was longer than their arms, they could not get
the spoons back into their mouths.

The holy man shuddered at the sight of their misery & suffering.

The Lord said, 'You have seen Hell.'

They went to the next room & opened the door.

It was exactly the same as the first one.

There was the large round table with the large pot of stew which made
the holy man's mouth water.

The people were equipped with the same long-handled spoons, but here
the people were well nourished & plump, laughing & talking.


The holy man said, 'I don't understand.'


'It is simple,' said the Lord. 'It requires but one skill. You see,
they have learned to feed each other, while the greedy think only of
themselves.'


When Jesus died on the cross, he was thinking of you. If you are one
of the 7% who will stand up for Him, forward this with the title '7%'.

93% of people won't forward this.

I'm in the 7%

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 16:49 | 16/Mar/2007 | 4 Comment(s)
kiss from lips

If I told you that I would rock you to sleep each and every night,
as I stare at you with complete love while tears of joy run down my face and unto yours with complete and fulfilled delight...
What if I told you that everything you've ever dreamed of will soon rest at your finger tips,
as you find out my most inner desires with just a single kiss from your lips...
Or what if I told you that I will do my very best to make our souls become one,
as our minds encounter special moments that never dim but continue to burn like the morning's sun...
What if I gave to you my love my one and only pair of Angel Wings,
than would you be the one to show and teach to me what honest true love could bring...
And what if I gave you endless bliss and continuous love that was certainly the best by far,
than would you my un-touched diamond without a second thought make me the lucky man and you the special lady to catch my Falling Star.......

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 16:02 | 15/Mar/2007 | 6 Comment(s)
A Sweet Love Story . . .

A Sweet Love Story . . .

One of the most touching and purest love story

From the very beginning, girl's family objected strongly on her dating this guy, saying that it has got to do with family background, & that the girl will have to suffer for the rest of her life if she were to be with him.

Due to family's pressure, the couple quarrelled very often. Though the girl loved the guy deeply, she always asked him: 'How deep is your love for me..?'

As the guy is not good with his words, this often caused the girl to be very upset. With that & the family's pressure, the gal often vents her anger on him. As for him.. he only endured it in silence.

After a couple of years, the guy finally graduated & decided to further his studies overseas. Before leaving, he proposed to the gal: 'I'm not very good with words. But all I know is that I love you. If you allow me, I will take care of you for the rest of my life. As for your family, I'll try my best to
talk them round. Will you marry me..?'

The girl agreed, & with the guy's determination, the family finally gave in & agreed to let them get married. So before he left, they got engaged. The gal went out to the working society, whereas the guy was overseas, continuing his studies. They sent their love through emails & phone calls.
Though it was hard, but both never thought of giving up.

One day, while the gal was on her way to work, she was knocked down by a car that lost control. when she woke up, she saw her parents beside her bed. She realized that she was badly injured. Seeing her mum cry, she wanted to comfort her. But she realized that all that could come out of her mouth
was just a sigh. she had lost her voice..

The doctor says that the impact on her brain has caused her to lose her voice. Listening to her parents' comfort, but with nothing coming out from her, she broke down. During the stay in hospital, besides silent cry.. it's still just silent cry that accompanied her. Upon reaching home, everything seems to be the same. Except for the ringing tone of the phone which pierced into her heart everytime it rang. She does not wish to let the guy know & not wanting to be a burden to him, she wrote a letter to him saying that she does not wish to wait any longer.

With that, she sent the ring back to him. In return, the guy sent millions & millions of reply and countless phonecalls.. all the gal could do besides crying is still crying.... The parents decided to move away, hoping that she could eventually forget everything & be happy. With a new environment, the gal learnt sign language & started a new life.

Telling herself everyday that she must forget the guy. One day, her friend came & told her that he's back. She asked her friend not to let him know what happened to her. Since then, there wasn't anymore news of him.

A year has passed & her friend came with an envelope, containing an invitation card for the guy's wedding. The gal was shattered. When she opened the letter, she saw her name on it instead. When she was about to ask her friend what was going on, she saw the guy standing in front of her..

He used sign language to tell her, 'I've spent a year to learn sign language. Just to let you know that I've not forgotten our promise. Let me have the chance to be your voice. I Love You..' With that, he slipped the ring back into her finger. The gal finally smiled ...

Treat every relationship as if it's the last one, then you'll know how to Give..

Treat every moment as if it's the last day, then you'll know how to Treasure..

Treasure what you have right now, or else you may regret one day

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 10:26 | 5/Mar/2007 | 5 Comment(s)
I Believe

I Believe . . .


I believe-
That our background and circumstances may have influenced who we are, but we
are responsible for who we become.

I believe-
That no matter how good a friend is, they're going to hurt you every once in
a while and you must forgive them for that.

I believe-
That true friendship continues to grow, even over the longest
distance. Same goes for true love.

I believe-
That it's taking me a long time to become the person I want to be.

I believe-
That you should always leave loved ones with loving words. It may be the
last time you see them.

I believe-
That you can keep going, long after you can't.

I believe-
That we are responsible for what we do, no matter how we feel.

I believe-
That either you control your attitude or it controls you.

I believe-
That heroes are the people who do what has to be done when it needs to be
done, regardless of the consequences.

I believe-
That money is a lousy way of keeping score.

I believe-
That my best friend and I can do anything or nothing and have the best time.

I believe-
That sometimes the people you expect to kick you when you're down, will be
the ones to help you get back up.

I believe-
That sometimes when I'm angry I have the right to be angry, but that doesn't
give me the right to be cruel.

I believe-
That maturity has more to do with what types of experiences you've had and
what you've learned from them and less to do with how many birthdays you've
celebrated.

I believe-
That it isn't always enough to be forgiven by others. Sometimes you have to
learn to forgive yourself.

I believe-
That no matter how bad your heart is broken the world doesn't stop for your
grief.

I believe-
That just because two people argue, it doesn't mean they don't love each
other. And just because they don't argue, it doesn't mean they do.

I believe-
That you shouldn't be so eager to find out a secret. It could change your
life forever.

I believe-
That two people can look at the exact same thing and see something
totally different.

I believe-
That your life can be changed in a matter of hours by people who don't even
know you.

I believe-
That even when you think you have no more to give, when a friend cries out
to you, you will find the strength to help.

I believe-
That credentials on the wall do not make you a decent human being.

I believe-
That the people you care about most in life are taken from you too soon.

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 14:31 | 3/Mar/2007 | 5 Comment(s)
rang bhari pichakari

Rang ke dhang bhi, nirale hote hain

Holi huDdang, preet piyale hote hain

Hathelion mein, chchupa kar rang ko

Mohabbat karnewale, kinare hote hain.

Pyar rangata hai, apane yar ko karine se

Tan bhing jane ki, tadpan sang hote hain;

Man mahboob ko deta hai ,saboot kayee

Tab lagataa hai, kai sapane soye hote hain.

Holi hai, bhawana ki chanchal rangoli hai

Aaapaki boli mein, rang sabhi hote hain;

Bhinge badan ki agan, madan ki gagan lage

Urojon se lipate, umang kayee sote hain.

Kaise rang doon ki, meri Holi nikhar jaye

Bhinch aap ko bikharun, jism ye bole hai;

Choom, chat, chamaD ghat, chup=chup pichkari

Kaise sahoon, kaise bahoon, kaun ye bole hai.

Pichkari rang bhari, nasein hain tani poori

Adhar bhaang hai chadhi, man bada dole hai;

Aapki shokhi ki madhoshi, maniye na mujhe doshi

Rang ki chchuwan se, deh apani rah khole hai

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 16:38 | 17/Feb/2007 | 6 Comment(s)
song I love to sing



There is a little song I love to sing
it tells of a love and joy in everything.
It speaks of you in the bright morning sun
how your smile brighten my day with
dancing and having fun.

Love is high this day
I'll go with you all the way.
You are so sweet
from ever we meet.

With you I am free
I love you don't you see.
At the days end
a kiss to mend.

I think of you all of the time
I dream of the day you are mine.
One day soon
I hope that we will meet to
eat at noon.

I will always love you
I hope you love me too.
You made me happy
I think our lives go on.

Love you forever and always,
Even though I have funny ways.
Life is good since I met you
Love sings in my heart the song
will never stop I love you.

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 17:02 | 15/Feb/2007 | 3 Comment(s)
lamha dost ke nam

Dost ek saahil hai tufaano ke liye,
Dost ek aaina hai armaano ke liye,
Dost ek mehfil hai anjaano ke liye,
Dosti ek khawaahish hai aap jaise dost ko paane ke liye !!

 
 
 
  •   Aye dost teri dosti uss ghadi tadpaayegi,
    Jab zindagi kahegi alvida, Aur maut bhi naa aayegi ! .
 
 
  • Dosti toh sirf ek ittefaaq hai,
    Yeh toh dilon ki mulaakaat hai,
    Dosti nahi dekhti yeh din hai ki raat hai,
    Isme toh sirf wafaadaari aur jasbaat hai !
 
 
 
 
  • Tujhe dekhe bina teri tasweer bana sakta hoon,
    Tujhse mile bina tera haal bata sakta hoon,
    Hai meri dosti mein itna dum,
    Apni aankh ka aansoon teri aankh se gira sakta hoon !!
 
 
 
 
  • Jasbaate ishq naakaam naa hone denge,
    Dil ki duniya mein kabhi shaam naa hone denge,
    Dosti ka har ilzaam apne sar par le lenge,
    Par dost hum tumhe badnaam na hone denge !!!!!
 
 
 
 
 
  • Tumse doori ka ehsaas sataane lagaa,
    Tere saath guzaraa har lamha yaad aane laga,
    Jab bhi tujhe bhoolne ki koshish ki aye dost,
    Tu dil ke aur bhi kareeb aane laga !!!
 
 
 
  •  Kaun kehta hai Dost tumse hamari Judaai hogi,
    Ye Khabar kissi aur ne Udaai hogi,
    Shaan se rahenge aapke Dil mae hum,
    Itne shayries mein Humne kuchh toh Jagah banaai hogi........ ...
 
 
 
 
 
  • Raatein gumnaam hoti hai,
    Din kisike naam hota hai,
    Hum zindagi kuch is tarah jeete hai,
    Ki har lamha doston ke naam hota hai !!!
 
 
 
  • Jaan hai mujhko zindagi se pyaari,
    Jaan ke liye kar doon kurbaan yaari,
    Jaan ke liye todd doon dosti tumhaari,
    Ab tumse kya chhupaana,
    Tum hi toh ho jaan hamaari !
 
 
 
 
  • Zindagi udas hone ka naam nahi,
    Dosti sirf paas hone ka naam nahi,
    Agar tum dur rehkar bhi hamhe yad karo,
    is se bada hamare liye koi inam nahi.......
    .
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Duniya Se Jo Darre, Usse Kaayar Kehte Hain,

Duniya Jisse Darre, Usse Shaayar Kehte Hain........
 


Every little smile can be touch someone's heart....... ..
 

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 14:22 | 13/Feb/2007 | 4 Comment(s)
Valentine"s Day story

History of Valentine's Day

             
 
Ever Wonder Who St. Valentine Was? Or why so many people get all mushy around the second week of February? Here's a brief synopsis:
St. Valentine was actually two people (that weren't romantically involved) who were martyred on the same day (c. 270). Feasts commemorating them were celebrated on February 14. One was a priest and physician who died in Rome during the persecution of Christians by Claudius II Grothicus. The other was the bishop at Terni, Italy who was also martyred in Rome. Both have been buried at different places along the Flaminian Way.
So why do people send "valentines" or "love-tokens" to one another on that day? The origin of that tradition is not thought to have any connection with the saint's day. Rather it comes from an early European belief that the second week of February was when birds began to mate. The idea suggests that lovers should probably exchange notes and gifts on February 14 in conjunction with what nature practiced.
Nowadays, Valentine's Day is observed as a special day for love and romance. This topic is one of the oldest, and probably most-discussed, issues in history! As Christians, we know that love originates from God and that God is love (1 John 4:16).
In 269 A.D., the Roman Empire honored Juno, the goddess of women and marriage,on February 14th. The next day the festival of Lupercalia began. At this festival all the girls' names would be written on paper and placed into jars. Each guy would draw a girl's name. Then, they would be a couple for the duration of the festival. Sometimes the pair lasted an entire year, in which they were likely to fall in love and be married.

During this time Claudius II was the emperor of Rome. He liked war, but had a hard time building an army. Claudius thought it was because men didn't want to leave their wives and families. So, he banned all marriages. But Saint Valentine, a Roman Catholic priest, continued to perform marriages in secret. His good deeds came to an end when he was caught and sentenced to die. While in jail, he fell in love with the jailer's daughter. And on February 14, 270 A.D., the day of his death, he sent her a note signed, "From, your Valentine." (In 469 A.D., February 14th was set aside to honor St. Valentine.)

Valentine's Day isn't just about flowers, chocolates and sappy cards. It isn't about red hearts and white teddy bears. And it's definitely not about Cupid. Valentine's Day is about love. A love that cannot be commercialized. That cannot be bought. A love that seems elusive, yet most of us continue to search for it. We want to experience love because it is a powerful, pure emotion. And we're told in the Bible that "Love never fails" (1 Corinthians 13:8).

The cross of Calvary is proof that the love of God will never fail. The splintered wood. The nails. The crown of thorns. The painful death of Jesus. Evidence of the greatest sacrifice, so we would know the meaning of love.

This Valentine's Day, show love. Give a card to your enemy. Be nice to the guy who cuts in the lunch line. Smile at the girl who never smiles. And most importantly, love the way Christ loves us.
 
            


         Happy Valentine's Day!

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 17:36 | 31/Jan/2007 | 2 Comment(s)
daulat

Zarr daulat ka maalik hoon mai daulat meri nauker baandi,

Mera ghar hai farsh kee jannat dhakey khaatey sona chaandi,

Mehnat aur mushakat kee hai aur kee hai maine chalaaki,

Hera pheri tikdam baazi chhoda kuchh bhi nahin hai baaki,

Arsh ke tare todey maine farsh pey unko dher kiya hai,

Her mushkil mein zabar bna hoon har aakil ko zeir kiya hai,

Maine jhooth kee laathi le kar sachai kee taange todi,

Aur hai apni tadbeeron sey takdeeron kee tarein jodi,

Loot khasoot key tabbley per rishwat kee ikk thaap lagayi,

Taak dhina dhin taak dhina dhin, karti daulat ghar mein aayi,

Mandir mein baithey rabb ko becha aur khuda kee basti bechi,

Zardaaron kee duniya looti , mazdooron kee hasti bechi,

Abb soney kee chhat hai ghar kee aur chaandi kee diwaarein,

Nau so pandrah bangley merey aur saat sau baran karein,

Noton kaa bistar hai mera lekin khatam hue hai shakti,

Do maah sey kuchh nahin  khaya mujh ko bhookh nahin hai lagti,

Le lo , le lo, le lo  logo !         meri saari daulat le lo,

Badle mein bass ikk roti kee apni bhookh mujhey tum de do,

Dukh aur dard zamaney bhar key hanste hanste pee jaoon ga,

Ikk roti jo main khaa loonga martey martey jee jaoon ga

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 17:24 | 31/Jan/2007 | 2 Comment(s)
Bhulla Na Sakhoge Mujhe Bhool kar Tum

Bhulla Na Sakhoge Mujhe Bhool kar Tum
 
Bhula na Sakhoge Mujhe Bhool kar Tum,
Mein aksar  tumhein Yad Ata Rahonga,
Kabhi Khuwab Bankar ,Kabhi Yad Bankar,
Mein Nendiein Tumhari Churata Rahonga,
 
Bhula na Sakhoge Mujhe Bhool kar Tum,
 
Kabhi Jee Raha hoon , Kabhi Mar Raha hoon,
Mujhe Na Pata Mein kya Kar Raha hoon,
Kabhi Bhujh Raha hoon, Kabhi Jal Raha hoon,
Kadam Rokte Hein Magar  Chall raha hoon,
Mein yoon hi chalonga milo na milo tum
 Mein Awaz dekar Bullata Rahonga,
 
Bhula na Sakhoge Mujhe Bhool kar Tum,
 
 
Sataigi Gi jab jab Tumhein Bekrari,
Tumhien yad aigi Muhabat Hamari,
Sunoge kahen jo Muhabat ki batien,
Tumhien Yad aigien wo Din wo Ratein,
Guzari jo Tum ne Banhoone mein Meri,
Mein  Sub Yad tum ko Dillata Rahonga
 
Bhula na Sakhoge Mujhe Bhool kar Tum,
Mein aksar  tumhein Yad Ata rahonga,
Kabhi Khuwab Bankar ,Kabhi yad Bankar,
Mein Nendiein Tumhari Churata Rahonga,
 
 
Bhula na Sakhoge Mujhe Bhool kar Tum,
Mein aksar  tumhein Yad Ata rahonga
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