Saturday, April 2, 2011

I am your girlfriend

I am your girlfriend:


Smart.
Intelligent.
Sweet.
Talented.
Excllent.
Romantic.


theek kaha na ?


In short I am your S.I.S.T.E.R. :p


Happy april fools day

Friday, April 1, 2011

chahat ka aisa maza

Hmary baad na aye ga tmy chahat ka maza


Tm logo se kehti phiro gy k mjy chaho us ki tarha

Mohabbat Karne Wale Kam Na Honge

Mohabbat Karne Wale Kam Na Honge

Teri Mehfil Me Lekin Hum Na Honge

Zamaane Bhar K Gham Ya Ek Tera Gham

Ye Gham Hoga To Kitne Gham Na Honge

Dilon Ki Uljhane Barhti Rahen Gi

Agar Kuch Mashware Ba-Hum Na Honge

Agar Tu Itefaaqan Mil Bhi Jaye

Teri Furqat K Sadmay Kam Na Honge

'Hafeez' Un Se Main Jitna Badgumaan Hun

Wo Mujh Se Is Qadar Barham Na Honge...

Mohabbat Karne Wale

Are you Engaged

Pakistan Main Jis Larki se PucHo r u single.
AnswerR aaTa hei Not i am Engagd :@
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Aur hAr Dusra Larka Single


Pata ni Ye Larkiyan ja kidr rahi hain 😉

Garmi ka roz-e-jang ke kyon kar karun bayan – Babar Ali Anees



Garmi ka roz-e-jang ke kyon kar karun bayan
dar hai ke masl-e-shama na jalne lage zaban
wo lu ke alhazar! wo hararat ke alaman
ran ke zamin to surkh thi aur zard aasman
aab-e-khunak ko khalaq tarasati thi khak par
goya hawa se aag barasati thi khak par
wo lu wo aaftab ke shiddat wo tab-o-tab
kala tha rang dhup se din ka misal-e-shab
khud nahar-e-alqama ke bhi sukhe hue the lab
khaime jo the hababon ke tapate the sab ke sab
udati thi khak khushk tha chashma hayat ka
khaula hua tha dhup se pani farat ka
jhilon se charapaye na uthate the ta ba sham
maskin mein machalion ke samandar ka tha maqam
aahu jo kahile the to chite siyahfam
paththar pighal ke reh gaye the masl-e-mom kham
surkhi udi thi phoolon se sabzi gayah se
pani kuen mein utara tha saye ke chah se
koson kisi shajar mein na gul the na barg-o-bar
ek ek nakhal jal raha thasurat-e-chinar
hansata tha koi gul na lahakata tha sabazarar
kanta hui thisukh ke har shakh-e-bar dar
garmi ye thi ke zist se dil sab ke sard the
patte bhi masle-e-chehara-e-madquq zard the
aab-e-ravan se muh na uthate the janavar
jangal mein chipate phirate the tair idhar udhar
mardam the sat pardon ke andar araq se tar
khaskhana-e-mizhgan se nikalati na thi nazar
gar chashm se nikal kar thahar jaye reh mein
par jayen lakh aablepa-e-nigah mein
sher uthate the na dhup ke mare kachar se
aahu na muh nikalate the sabzazar se
aaina mahar ka tha muqaddar gubar se
gardun ko tap chadi thi zamin ke bukhar se
garmi se muztarib tha zamana zamin par
bhun jata tha jo girata tha dana zamin par
girdab par tha shola-e-javala ka guman
angare the habab to pani sharar fishan
muh se nikal padi thi har ek maujki zaban
tah par the sab nihang magar thi labon pe jan
pani tha aag garmi-e-roz-hisab thi
mahi jo sikh-e-mauj tak aayi kabab thi
aaina-e-falak ko na thi tab-o-tab ke tab
chipane ko barq chahati thi daman-e-sahab
sab ke siva tha garm mizajon ko iztirab
kafur-e-subah dhundhata phirta tha aaftab
bhadaki thi aag gumbad-e-charkh-e-asir mein
badal chipe the sab kurrah-e-zamharir mein


Poet of the Poem / Ghazal or Nazam : Babar Ali Anees



aj to be sabab udas hai jee – Nasir Kazmi



aj to be sabab udas hai jee
ishq hota to koi bat bhi thi


jalata phirata hun kyun dopehron mein
jane kya cheez kho gai meri


waheen phirata hun main bhi khak basar
is bhare shahar mein hai ek gali


chupata phirata hai ishq duniya se
phailati ja rahi hai rusvai


hamnashin kya kahun ke vo kya hai
chod ye bat nind udane lagi


aj to vo bhi kuch khamosh sa tha
main ne bhi us se koi bat na ke


ek dam us ke hath chum liye
ye mujhe baithe baithe kya sujhi


tu jo itana udas hai ‘nasir’
tujhe kya ho gaya bata to sahi



First flying kiss

Flying kiss is the first


wireless technology human has ever invented 😀