iJunoon Archives 2015

I like you.... I love you.... I can--t go any where without you ... you r the best .........oh my
lovely ........... shoes......

I like you.... I love you.... I can--t go any where without you ... you r the best .........oh my
lovely ........... shoes......

Kaise kehdoon ke mulaqaat nahi hoti hai
Roz milte hain magar baat nahi hoti hai


Aap lillah na dekha karen aaina kabhi
Dil ka aa jana barri baat nahi hoti hai

Chhup ke rota hoon teri yaad mein duniya bhar se
Kab meri aankh se barsaat nahi hoti hai

Haal-e-dil poochne waale teri duniya mein kabhi
Din hota hai magar raath nahi hoti hai

Jab bhi milte hain toh kehte hain kaise ho 'Shakeel'
Is se aagay toh koi baat nahi hoti hai

The Englishman--s wife steps up to the first tee. As
she bends over to place her ball, a gust of wind blows
her skirt up and reveals her lack of underwear.

Good God, woman! Why aren--t you wearing any
knickers? her husband demanded.

Well, you don--t give me enough housekeeping money
to afford any, she replied.

The Englishman immediately reaches into his pocket
and says, For the sake of decency, here--s $50. Go
and buy yourself some underwear.

Next, the Irishman--s wife bends over to set her ball
on the tee. Her skirt also blows up to show that she
is wearing no undies. Blessed Virgin Mary, woman!
You--ve no knickers. Why not?

She replies, I can--t afford any on the money you give
me.

He reaches into his pocket and says, For the sake of
decency, here--s $20. Go and buy yourself some
underwear!

Lastly, the Scotsman--s wife bends over. The wind also
takes her skirt over her head to reveal that she, too,
is naked under it.

Sweet mudder of Jasus, Maggie! where the fook are
yer drawers?

She too explains, You dinna give me enough money ta
be able ta affarrd any.

The Scotsman reaches into his pocket and says, Well,
fer the love --o Jasus, --n the sake of decency, here--s
a comb. Tidy yerself up a bit.

Khuwaab saath rehne ke nit naye dekhata hai
Ye jo asal mausam hai ye guzarta jaata hai

Khud ko sabz hi rakha aansoun ki baarish mein
Warna hijar ka mausam kis ko raas aata hai

To hawaon ka mausam tujh ko kiya khabar janaa
Gard-e-badgumaani se dil toot bhi jaata hai

Aik tum hi thay warna aadmi muhabbat mein
Laakh aayein deewarein raastey banata hai

Hum to khair nadaan thay muntazir rahe warna
Kaun apni beenayi is tarah ganwata hai

Kitne khuwaab aankhon mein zakham banne lagte hain
Jab hawa ke honton pe tera naam aata hai

Senkron dukaanein hain wasl ke charaghon mein
Kaun hijar mein apna ab lahoo jalata hai

Teri dosti ki roshni aisi hai, har taraf ujala nazar aara hai , sochta hoon k bi jil katva doon , kambakhat bill bohat aata hai