Loving sms in hindi

Pyaar ko log � Muhabbat kehte hein,
Kuch log isse bandagi kehte hein,
Maggar jiss pay hum marte hein usse hum zindagi kehte hein�

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Jindagi Main Hamesha Naye Log Milen ge,
Kahin Ziyaada To Kahin Kum Milen ge,
Aitbaar Zara Soch Ker Karna,
Mumkin Nahi Her Jagah Tumhe Hum Milen ge !

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MOHABBAT KI AB MUJHE AaS HahI
REHNE DO. ZINDAGI MERI UDAAS HI REHNE DO.
SAAREY DARIYA MUBAARAK HO TUMHEN.
MERE HOTON PAY PYAAS HI REHNE DO

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Hum Aaap Ko Kabhi Khoney Nahi Dein ge .
Juda Hona Chaaha To Bhi Hone Nahi Dein ge .
Chaandni Raton Main Aaye Gi Meri Yaad .
To Meri Yaad Kay Woh Pal Aaap Ko Sone Nahi Dein ge�

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Bechaara dhobi, maara maara phir raha hai,
kiyun ke uska ghada nahi mil raha hai
B.B.C khabron say pata chala hai ke woh "SMS" pedh raha hai..

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