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saikil ke pahiy fir se ghumay

चलो फिर से बच्चे बन जाते हैं

लौट कर

KHUDA UNKO BAKSH DETA HAI

Kya khub likha hai kisi ne Kya khub

 likha hai kisi ne, bakhsh deta hai

&nbs

Hope Is The Thing With Feathers

"Hope" is the thing with feathers -

That perches in the soul -

And sings the tune

pyaar fir se hone laga

सपने लेने छोड़ दिया था, लगा था तन�

The Wrong Boyfriend

you say you love me

but I'm afraid that I can not say it too,

I do not think that

Your Path, My Heartbreak

You are blinded by shame

For all you have done

It hurts me so bad

That I

dhokha de gaya wo mujhe

eak muskaan apne naam kar gaya wo 

khushiyo kaa eak jaam kar gaya wo

baaten

Night Fun....

I hear eating.

I hear drinking.

I hear music.

I hear laugh

This Is Giving Up

So I guess I could lie and say I tried,

But the truth I can't deny,

I loved you,

Sare dosto ko samarpit

अगर बिकी तेरी दोस्ती… तो पहले खरीद�