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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**&**
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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 !!!!!