♥ Mere Sapno Ko Sada Yu hi Sambhal Kar Rakhna ♥
♥ Main Ne Thama Hai Tera Hath Bade Hasrato K Saath ♥
Aug 26, 2012
♥ MERE NAZDEEK AA ♥
Mery Nazdeek Aa K Dekh Mery Ahsas Ki Shiddat
Mera Dil Kitna Dharakta Hy Sirf Tery Naam K Sath ♥
UTHTI NAHI NIGAAH
♥ Uthti Nahi Nigaah Kisi Aur Ke Taraf ♥
♥ Paband Kar Gayi Hai Kisi Ki Nazar Mujhe ♥
TUM MUJHAY BHOOL BHI JAO
♥ Tum Mujhe Bhool Bhi Jaao To Yeh Haq Hai Tumko,
♥ Meri Baat Aur Hai Maine To Mohabbat Ki Hai
Aug 5, 2012
FRIENDSHIP DAY
Always Draw A Circle Around The Ones You Love, Never
Draw A Heart Because Hearts Can Be Broken, But
Circles Are Never Ending
When God Opened The Window Of The Heaven He Asked Me:
What Is Your Wish For Today? "I Said : Please Take
Special Care Of The Person Reading This"
If Kisses Were Water, I Will Give U Sea. If Hugs Were
Leaves, I Will Give U A Tree.If U Luv A Planet, I Will
Give U A Galaxy, If Friendship Is Life I Will Give U
Mine.
A Friend Gives Hope When Life Is Low, A Friend Is A
Place When You Have Nowhere To Go, A Friend Is Honest,
A Friend Is True. A Friend Is Precious A Friend Is U.
One Day U Will Ask Me: What Is More Important To You,
Me Or Your Life? I Will Say: My Life… You Will Walk
Away From Me Without Knowing That U R My Life!!!
Flowers Need Sunshine, Violets Need Dew, All Angels In
Heaven Know I Need U. Years May Fly, Tears May Dry,
But My Friendship With U Will Never Die.
A Friend Is A Person That Walks In When The Whole World Walks Out.
A Good Friend Will Bail You Out Of Jail. A Great Friend Will Be Sitting In The Cell With You Saying "Damn That Was Fun!"
What Is Friendship? Not Only A Word But A Relationship That Cannot Be Completly Defined By Words Itself.
Side By Side, Or Miles Apart, A Friend Like You Stays In My Heart.
God Is So Wise, He Didn't Create Friends With Price Tags Because If He Did, I Couldn't Afford You!!! Happy Friendship Day!
A Best Friend Is Like A Four Leaf Clover, Hard To Find And Lucky To Have. Happy Friendship Day.
Every Garden Must Have A Rose, Every Sweet Face Must Have A Smile, Every Grass Must Have Some Dew & Every Person In The World
Must Have A Friend Like "You". Happy Friendship Day!
Love Is Docomo, Do The New.
Marriage Is Idea, Can Change Ur Life.
Wife Is Hutch, Where Ever You Go She Follows.
But Friendship Is Airtel, Ek Atut Bandhan.
A Best Friend Is Somebody Who Knows Every Last Thing About U, Yet Still Manages To Like U Anyway.
A True Friend Is One Who Overlooks Ur Failures And Tolerates Ur Successes.
Can I Stay Here In Ur Inbox & Wait Till 5th Aug So I Will Be The 1st Person To Wish Happy Friendship Day?
6 Rules To Be Happy: Free Ur Heart From Hatred; Free Ur Mind From Worries; Live Simply; Expect Less; Give More & Always Have Me As Ur Friend .
If U Need A Friend And There Are A Hundred Steps Between Us, U Can Take The 1st Step To Get Near Me And I Will Take All 99 Step To Be There For U.
Handsome, Sweet, Intelligent, Spontaneous, Good Looking, Nice Friends, Charming, Funny, Well... Enough About Me! How About U?
Never Abandon Old Friends. They R Hard 2 Replace. Friendships Is Like Wine: It Gets Better As It Grows Older. Just Like Us.. Get Better, U Get Older.
A Great Friendship Is Formed Because Of Two Reasons; First Is To Find Out The Similarities, Second Is To Respect The Differences. Our Friendship Has Both Reasons.
Distance Means So Little When Someone Means So Much. Especially When It Is A Friend Like You.
Age Appears To Be Best In Some Things. Old Wood Best To Burn. Old Books Best To Read. Old Rice Best To Eat And Old Friends Best To Keep.
I Hope You Know I Would Not Be The Person I Am Today, Without You. My Best Friend.
I Do Not Think Much, I Do Not Think Often, But When I Think, I Think Of You!
We Gain And Lose Things Every Day. But Trust Me On One Thing: You Will Never Lose Me! I Will Always Be There As A Friend!
Thank You, Friend, For All The Things That Mean So Much To Me And For The Concern And Understanding You Give Abundantly.
If One Day U Feel Like Crying, Call Me. I Can't Promise To Make U Laugh, But I'm Willing To Cry With U.
If U Need Advice, Text Me... If U Need A Friend, Call Me... If U Need Me, Come To Me..
I Believe In Angels, The Kind That Heaven Sends. I'm Surrounded By Angels But I Call Them My Best Friends
Aug 3, 2012
YOU ARE THE ONLY ONE
You are the only one for whom i desire,
You are the only one whom i deserve the most,
You are the only one who care,
You are the one with i make a best pair.
You are the only one who bear,
The one with whom i can easily share,
With whom i feel i can walk on air.
You have a art to make me smile,
You are one with whom i feel living a life is worthwhile.
You understand all my emotions,
With whom i feel i can cross millions of oceans.
You make out all my expression,
Solve my every question,
You promise to hold my hand forever,
You are the who say "i cant live without you never ever".
You are different from crowd,
This is what which always make me feel proud,
You have the best heart,
And winning it is one among your finniest art.
FRIENDSHIP
Friendship is choosing one person, or few persons, over all other people. By calling someone a friend one is stating, "This person is more valuable to me than Stranger Bob whom I have never met." One values some, meaning friends, over others, meaning Stranger Bobs, based on the potential friend's standards or morality. Therefore, people with similar almost synonymous moral standards are friends, or should be friends. For example, a capitalist cannot be friends with a Marxist, a liberal cannot be friends with a Nazi. The reason being that a capitalist values certain things as truly correct and truly virtuous that the Marxist will find truly incorrect and truly vicious, and vice versa. For example, a capitalist believes it is virtuous for the government to minimize its regulation so that a free market can exist. The capitalist believes every man is an individual; thus, must have the liberty to make choices and actions for his own gain.
A Marxist, however, believes that it is vicious for the government to do what the capitalist thinks is virtuous. Instead, the Marxist finds maximum government regulation as virtuous. The Marxist believes that every man is just a member of a larger collective; therefore, his choices and actions must assist the mass not himself. Essentially, the capitalist would believe that the Marxist is vicious, and the Marxist would believe the capitalist is vicious. Therefore, they cannot be friends because they do not value one another. Since they do not value one another's standards, and one's actions are based on one's standards, they cannot value how one another live their lives. In order to be friends one must recognize one's own standards in the other person. Essentially, every individual wants to be a virtuous person; therefore, he is going to surround himself with other virtuous people. If he surrounds himself with any vicious person he just enables vice. This is how friendship is selfish. It is choosing one person over others. It is choosing one person based on whether or not he is virtuous. Finally, it is choosing virtuous people because one wants to be virtuous and one wants to be around virtuous people.
Unfortunately, as I stated earlier, this is not how friendship is understood. People understand friendship as sacrifice. Essentially, one should surrender element's of one's self in order to be friends with and love all others. There are several problems with this.
Firstly, once again every individual wants to be virtuous, and it is virtuous to want to be virtuous and live virtuously. Furthermore, one's standards and one's actions define one's self. Additionally, one's standards and one's actions are always based on morality. Therefore, if friendship is based on sacrifice, then friendship is also based on being vicious. If one must sacrifice qualities of one's self to be friends with and love everyone, one is choosing not to be virtuous. For example, someone believes that it is virtuous to study science and understand the natural world. However, he has chosen a friend who believes it is vicious to understand the natural world because the scientific explanations are lies about God's work, and more importantly God should be the only one to understand his creation. (The latter person is obviously a lunatic.) Therefore, the former individual, the scientist, must sacrifice some of his qualities that assist him in understanding reality. Even if he has to sacrifice these qualities just by not speaking about his work while he is around the latter person something is terribly wrong. First, by not embracing those qualities he defines as virtuous he is being vicious. Just to get this point across I am going to use a religious example. If one is a Catholic it is virtuous to receive holy communion; therefore, if one does not receive it he is being vicious. A similar situation is occurring here.
The second problem with this friendship is that scientist obviously thinks the religious lunatic is vicious, for the religious lunatic thinks it is virtuous to be completely ignorant the natural world, or reality. Therefore, by being friends with this religious lunatic the scientist is choosing to value someone he knows to be vicious, and the religious lunatic understands this. Everyone, whether they admit it or not, knows that friendship is about valuing one person more than another. Thus, the scientist is sending the following message to the religious lunatic, "You have more virtues than vices. You are not vicious enough for me to ignore you. You are virtuous enough to be valued by me." Consequently, the religious lunatic's lifestyle is being affirmed. The scientist, who he values highly because he is a friend, is telling him that his vicious ignorant beliefs are virtuous. In turn, the religious lunatic will continue acting on his vicious standards. Basically, the scientist enables vice. Thus, the scientist is being vicious for two reasons. First, he is avoiding virtue at least while he is with the religious lunatic. Second, he is enabling vices.
The second problem with sacrificial friendship is that it is not friendship at all. Once again, friendship is choosing a few individuals over all others. However, sacrificial friendships tells people to be friends with and love everyone. In this case, once does not value any individual, including himself, more than any other individual. He values all people equally. Therefore, he is friends with no one.
Finally, friendship is not an end. It is not the purpose of life. It does not provide happiness. Friendship is only an icing on the cake. One should first be satisfied with one's self. One should like who he is. At this point one knows what virtue is, and he is living it; thus, he values his self. Consequently, he will be able to identify potential friendships. Essentially, one cannot value others until he values himself.
WHY ? BECAUSE I LOVE U...
He probed. She was unsure. But eventually yielded. "I love you. You're beautiful." She wont say it back. No, scratch that. She can't say it back. Carefully, very carefully, he tries all he can. Take two. One small push and she's all his. Moving in perfect synchronization of body, of life. How does she say it? Without him getting scared and backing off? Her mind screams, "I love you! And I've loved you all this while." But her mouth stays locked in his.
The words lost in the heat of the moment. Drowned in passion. "Relax," he says, sensing the urgency and the tenseness in her back. She lets out a soft moan, as his hands move down, easing out all her apprehensions. They shift. The kisses are different. His more tearing. Hers, softer. Her hand caressing his face. Obvious love. "It's funny how it never felt like this when we were together." "Because when we were together, I was playing my part. The caring boyfriend one." Muffled gasps. Sharp pain. "So that was all an act?" Long drawn sigh. "Not really. I meant it when I was in it. It's just too taxing for a guy like me."
Unshed tears, distracted by tethering his body, embedding her nails in his arched back. Teeth gnawing supple skin. Red. Color of hurt. Color of passion. Of love. She strokes his forehead as he slowly moves her hair out of her face to get a closer look. He doesn't call her beautiful. Something stops him. At the very edge. But she wants to know. Lazy exhaustion. Slower kisses. Wild submission. Acceptance. Denial. Tired. "They don't understand, but this is the best part." Contentment. Really? She wants to ask. Then how do you? Is it just me? Tell me! Talk out loud! "You have weird perceptions and estimations about yourself, you know..." "Like what?" He snuggles closer.
His hand always in motion against her back. He kisses her head discreetly, thinking she can't tell. She can. She can always tell. "Like this. You think you want this. You're a really good boyfriend for as long as you don't start thinking about it." "Hmm..." he mutters with his eyes shut. Still holding her close. She doesn't think he realizes that this is the closest they've gotten in a long time. And it's the closest they will be, all bared, in a very, very long time to come.
"You wanna get a smoke?" This is it. She doesn't want to let go. She's finally found something comfortable. Comforting. Something that doesn't make her squirm, or jump back in disapproval and skepticism. She was scared she'd find out how irrevocable her feelings were where he was concerned if she ever landed up in something like this. And there you go. She found out. And it hit her so hard, that she doesn't mind not being carefully handled, or not called beautiful, or looked at with a certain kind of deep love only some pair of eyes can show her. For all she cares. Ravage my body. Be harsh yet truthful. In whatever limited and warped form that may be possible. This is not me. It's not who I am. What am I doing? Giving in because you're tired. Somebody answers. Consumed.
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