Har kisi ke haathon bik jane ko taiyaar nahi….!!

Har kisi ke haathon bik jane ko taiyaar nahi….!!
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Ye mera dil hai. tere shahar ka akhbaar nahi.

Mein Har Kisi Ke Liye Khud Ko Acha Sabit Nahi Karta

Mein Har Kisi Ke Liye Khud Ko Acha Sabit Nahi Karta
Mein Un Ke Liye Anmol Hoon Jo Mujhe Samajhte Hein !!!!!

Koi To Baat Hai Dil Mein Aur Itni Gheri Hai

Koi To Baat Hai Dil Mein Aur Itni Gheri Hai
Teri Hansi Teri Aankhon Tak Nahi Pohanchi !!!!!

Sabab Jo Dhoondo Ge To Umarein Beet Jayein Gi

Sabab Jo Dhoondo Ge To Umarein Beet Jayein Gi
Kaha Na Yaad Aate Ho To Bas Phir Yaad Aate Ho !!!!!

Ehsaas Mar Jayein To Phir Ehsaas Nahi Hota

Ehsaas Mar Jayein To Phir Ehsaas Nahi Hota
Mohabbat Ka Nafrat Ka, Dard Aur Takleef Ka !!!!!

Rumi (1207 – 1273): What is Love?

Rumi (1207 – 1273): What is Love?
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“What is Love?”, questions me a mate.
I respond to him: “I do not join this debate!”
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“If you become like me, you will see its gate;
Only when it calls you, you shall learn its rate!”
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Translation: Maryam Dilmaghani.
Artwork: Reza Rahimi Lasko.
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In Persian:
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پرسید یکی که عاشقی چیست
گفتم که مپرس از این معانی
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آنگه که چو من شوی ببینی
آنگه که بخواندت به خوانی

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Saadi Shirazi (circa 1210): I step with my heart

Saadi Shirazi (circa 1210): I step with my heart
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Sighting The Beloved, your rest flies away,
Don’t expect escape, captured in this tray!

With only your thought, I was mad and blind,
Curtains pulled away, spellbound is my mind!

If in my whole life, one day’s spent with thee,
This is my harvest, the rest sinks in the sea!

Looking for The Beloved, I step with my heart;
Strolling on feet, the journey ends at the start!
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Translation: Maryam Dilmaghani.
Artwork: Iman Maleki.
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In Persian:
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هر که دلارام دید از دلش آرام رفت
چشم ندارد خلاص هر که در این دام رفت
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یاد تو می‌رفت و ما عاشق و بی‌دل بدیم
پرده برانداختی کار به اتمام رفت
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گر به همه عمر خویش با تو برآرم دمی
حاصل عمر آن دمست باقی ایام رفت
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ما قدم از سر کنیم در طلب دوستان
راه به جایی نبرد هر که به اقدام رفت

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21 Sala Neelam Ki Hot Urdu Story 2017Hello dosto mara naam Neelam hay aur mughay bachpan say ghar walay Neelo kahtay hain main sirf 21 saal ki houn main pathan family say tahluk rakhti houn aur humra abai ghar Wazeerastan kay elakay Jandola main hay hay aur wahaan pay halat kharab howay

Hello dosto mara naam Neelam hay aur mughay bachpan say ghar walay Neelo kahtay hain main sirf 21 saal ki houn main pathan family say tahluk rakhti houn aur humra abai ghar Wazeerastan kay elakay Jandola main hay hay aur wahaan pay halat kharab howay tu maray dada apni biwi kay sath tank main aa kay abad ho gay.Maray Abu ka naam Murshad Khan tha aur onkay elawa onka aik chota bhai tha jis kay naam Arshad Khan hay dono bhaiyoun ki umroun main 20 saal ka farq hay jabh maray walidh ki shadi hoi tu Arshad khan oswaqat sirf aik mah ka tha maray walid ki shadi kay aik maheenay badh aik din mari dadi ko ghar kay kam kartay howay kisi keerhay nain kata tu onkay paoun main halki sojahn ho gai aghlay din maray dada nay apnay chotay baatay ko mari maan kay pass chora aur dadi ko hospital lay kay gay abhi woh rastay main thay kay onki bus main damhaka ho gaya aur dono ki wahan death ho gai.Tab maray baap aur maan nay Arshad ki parwarish ki mara baap mari ammi aur apnay bhai ko lay kay Lahore aa gaya osnay yahaan mahnat mazdori start kar di shadi kay 6 saal

Suno...! Mujhe Tum Dua Dete Ho ? Ke ....

Suno...! Mujhe Tum Dua Dete Ho ?

Ke ....

Khuda Tumhe Hamesha Khush Rakhe

Jahan Bhi Rakhe

Jis Ke Saath Bhi Rakhe !

Per Na Janey Kyoun .. ?

Is Aakhri Jumley Per Mujhe

Bad Dua Ka Gumaan Hota Hai .. ? !!!!!

Meri Maa Kaisa Dil Hai Jo Mujh Se Khafa Nahi Hota

Meri Maa
Kaisa Dil Hai Jo Mujh Se Khafa Nahi Hota
Ajeeb Farz Hai Yeh Jo Qazaa Nahi Hota
Meri Khushi Mein Wabasta Khushi Us Ki
Mere Dard Se Woh Dil Judaa Nahi Hota
Mein Aasman Ko Zameen Se Mila Bhi Doon
Us Ka Haq Mohabbat Ka Ada Na Hoga !!!!!

Khala Kay Ghar May Cho dai urudu hot sotry 2017

Khala Kay Ghar May Chodai

Hi friends aap ki sexy Ghazal Ahmed aik baar phir aap logo ki khidmat may hazir hai. Meri pichli dono kahaniyon ko pasand karnay ka bohat bohat shukriya, mujhe umeed nahi thi kay meri kahaniya itni ziyada pasand kee jain gee, aur mujhe puri umeed hai kay aap log meri pichli dono stories ki tarha is story ko bhi zaroor pasand karain gay, ab tak main nay abhi 2 stories is naam se post kar chukki hoon Main Hoon Ghazal. aur Lahore May Mast Chodai. Abhi tak jis nay bhi meri ye dono kahaniya nahi parhi hain main unse request karongi kay wo meri in stories ko zaroor padhain takay aap mere baray may achi tarha jaan lain. Ab main aati hoon kahani ki taraf Aur ye kahani bhi main wahi se

Ek Meri Hi Chahat Se Perhez Hai Us Ko

Ek Meri Hi Chahat Se Perhez Hai Us Ko
Janey Kis Hakeem Se Dawa Leta Hai Woh !!!!!

One night stay in Descent Hotel Lahore Urdu SexyStory 2017

One night stay in Descent Hotel Lahore

Wesay to sab kahanian aik si hoti hain laiken kuch kahanian aisi hoti hain jo insaan ko heraan honay kay saath saath pereshan bhi kar deti hain inhi main say meri aik kahani yeh bhi hay.

Mera naam Omer hay or main aik federal ministry main kaam karta hoon. Last November 2012, main or meray office kay kuch doston nay programme banaya kay Lahore ghoomnay jaatay hain. Meray doston main Tariq, Sohail, Naseer or Zahid shamil thay (Zahid hamaray office ka nahin tha balkay Tariq sahab ka dost tha jo wesay hi saath chal para tha).

I was dead inside!

Rumi (1207 – 1273): I was dead inside!
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Said: “You’re not mad in love;
My house, you don’t deserve!”
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I left and came back mad.
Unreason seized my nerve!
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Said: “You’re not wasted drunk;
Your type, I do not serve!”
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I left and drank, jolly I returned;
My care and concerns, fallen in a curve!
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I was dead inside, now look at my verve!
From pain and sorrow, to laughter I swerve!
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The star of Love shined,
Fortune filled my reserve!
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Your heart sees the concealed

Hafez (1325 – 1389): Your heart sees the concealed
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Your heart sees the concealed, you hold the crystal grail.
For the gems you can lose, do not fret and flail!
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Do not let the lowly folk, enter your trove inside.
Open your heart to those, who weigh it high in the scale!
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Not all the trees, survive the spite of the fall.
I kneel down to the pine, whose greenness won’t fail!
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If for the fear of thorns…

Hafez (1325 – 1389): If for the fear of thorns…
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A ruby blood floods in your heart, and flows.
Let it earn you the love- of the one you chose!
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You’ll never breathe- in the charm of the rose,
If, for the fear of thorns, you won’t venture close!
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Why to come and return?!

Omar Khayyám (1048 - 1131): Why to come and return?!
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Summoned up to be, anguished we land;
Unwitting of the source, the ending planned!
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No one knows the truth, in this vast strand.
Why to come and return, to a heap of sand?!
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Mohabbat Ka Urooj Bas Itna Hai Ke

Mohabbat Ka Urooj Bas Itna Hai Ke
Us Ki Yaad Aaye To Dua Mangtey Hein Hum
Aur Dua Mangney Lagein To Us Ki Yaad Aati Hai !!!!!

Mein Ek Pal Bhi Jo Bhoolon Usse, To Mar Jaoun

Mein Ek Pal Bhi Jo Bhoolon Usse, To Mar Jaoun
Ussi Ke Pyaar Ka Pehra Hai Meri Saanson Mein !!!!!

Sach Kaha Tha Ek Faqeer Ne Mujhe

Sach Kaha Tha Ek Faqeer Ne Mujhe
Tujhe Yaar To Miley Ga Sirf Tarpaney Ke Liye !!!!!