Rrromance.....
Iam a very romantic person by nature but thanks to life around me...cant afford to maintain the kind of romance that I want.
I love romantic poems...not reading them but to be read to.I love flowers....a lot.....Im not the one who plucks a beautiful flower the moment it blooms....But Im not the first one to refuse flowers given to me with love.
My husband used to be a hopeless romantic.Camping outside my place for hours together.We never spoke too much but just gazed...blushed and it was finally love.hehehe.....
I love romance the old fashioned way.Romance has lost its meaning nowadays.We are in a rush to talk..in a rush to know one another..in a rush to go partying together..in a rush for everything.
My idea of a perfect romantic day out would be...the gentleman coming up to my door with a nice picnic basket..sit by the beach..talk cute things....shayaris..poems or mushy stuff like that.Songs even....old romantic beautiful meaningful songs.....
Now I have to tell my gentleman for hours on end..that I want to go the beach...and I take black tea....diabetic crisis...some biscuits...he dozes off in the car and I watch the waves,the gulls,people sitting here and there......
tere dil me meri saanso ko panaa mil jaye....
tere ishq me meri jaa..... fanaa ho jaye....
na shaher dekho ,na biya' baa' dekho...(2)
khuda ka ek lotha naam aur neshan dekhobas aankh utayo........
aur rehan ko dekho.....
tumhari khubsurati ne khuda se khataa karadi...
kahi khud se nazar na lag jaye...
yu'karr tumhe nazar na di...
khash me unn ka gola hota...
unki ungliyo me lipta hota...
phool hu ghulab ka ,chameli ka na samajna...
ashiq hu apka,apne saheli ka na samajna...
beti'n hain hoton ko sikar...pachtayengi aap...
ishq jab uttha hai aksar..esi khamoshi ke baad....
insaan ke khwaish ki koi intihaa nahi....
do gaz zameen chahiye...
do gaz khafan ke baadd.....
dard se ankhen char kar lenge...
hum bhi imtihaa de denge...
teri dosti ke khatir ae dost...
hum dushmano se bhi pyar kar lenge....
humse dur jaoge kese....
dil se hume bhulaoge kese....
hum wo khushbu hain jo saanso me bastey hain....
khud ki saanso ko rok paoge kese.....
kehtey hain pyar me neend udd jati hain...
koi humse bhi mohabbat karey...
kambahkhat neend badi aathi hai....
esa laga khuda ne ...rakh diya humare dil pe haath..
liya naam humara unhone...kuch esi ada ke saath.....
paani se pyas na bhuji tho mehkhaney ki taref chal nikla...
socha shiqayat karu teri khuda se.....
par khuda bhi tera ashiq nikla...
kesi hain meri awaz...
jese tufano se pehle khamoshi....
kesi hai meri mehek...
jese pehle barish ke baad mitti ki khushbu....
I love romantic poems...not reading them but to be read to.I love flowers....a lot.....Im not the one who plucks a beautiful flower the moment it blooms....But Im not the first one to refuse flowers given to me with love.
My husband used to be a hopeless romantic.Camping outside my place for hours together.We never spoke too much but just gazed...blushed and it was finally love.hehehe.....
I love romance the old fashioned way.Romance has lost its meaning nowadays.We are in a rush to talk..in a rush to know one another..in a rush to go partying together..in a rush for everything.
My idea of a perfect romantic day out would be...the gentleman coming up to my door with a nice picnic basket..sit by the beach..talk cute things....shayaris..poems or mushy stuff like that.Songs even....old romantic beautiful meaningful songs.....
Now I have to tell my gentleman for hours on end..that I want to go the beach...and I take black tea....diabetic crisis...some biscuits...he dozes off in the car and I watch the waves,the gulls,people sitting here and there......
tere dil me meri saanso ko panaa mil jaye....
tere ishq me meri jaa..... fanaa ho jaye....
na shaher dekho ,na biya' baa' dekho...(2)
khuda ka ek lotha naam aur neshan dekhobas aankh utayo........
aur rehan ko dekho.....
tumhari khubsurati ne khuda se khataa karadi...
kahi khud se nazar na lag jaye...
yu'karr tumhe nazar na di...
khash me unn ka gola hota...
unki ungliyo me lipta hota...
phool hu ghulab ka ,chameli ka na samajna...
ashiq hu apka,apne saheli ka na samajna...
beti'n hain hoton ko sikar...pachtayengi aap...
ishq jab uttha hai aksar..esi khamoshi ke baad....
insaan ke khwaish ki koi intihaa nahi....
do gaz zameen chahiye...
do gaz khafan ke baadd.....
dard se ankhen char kar lenge...
hum bhi imtihaa de denge...
teri dosti ke khatir ae dost...
hum dushmano se bhi pyar kar lenge....
humse dur jaoge kese....
dil se hume bhulaoge kese....
hum wo khushbu hain jo saanso me bastey hain....
khud ki saanso ko rok paoge kese.....
kehtey hain pyar me neend udd jati hain...
koi humse bhi mohabbat karey...
kambahkhat neend badi aathi hai....
esa laga khuda ne ...rakh diya humare dil pe haath..
liya naam humara unhone...kuch esi ada ke saath.....
paani se pyas na bhuji tho mehkhaney ki taref chal nikla...
socha shiqayat karu teri khuda se.....
par khuda bhi tera ashiq nikla...
kesi hain meri awaz...
jese tufano se pehle khamoshi....
kesi hai meri mehek...
jese pehle barish ke baad mitti ki khushbu....
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