tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2347809967790526358.post3832065858400383918..comments2009-09-23T15:10:17.550+05:30आस्तीन का अजगरhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15811514788578363221noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2347809967790526358.post-88933113753252098992009-07-04T16:55:38.699+05:302009-07-04T16:55:38.699+05:30प्यार अपनी स्मृति में भी प्यार ही रहता है.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2347809967790526358.post-73544214997554201322009-07-01T19:44:02.357+05:302009-07-01T19:44:02.357+05:30भीग गया मन।<br />क्या जल्दी जल्दी नहीं लिख सकते?गिरिजेश रावhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16654262548719423445noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2347809967790526358.post-34372145215737814052009-06-23T20:38:11.600+05:302009-06-23T20:38:11.600+05:30आप आजकल नए पोस्ट नहीं पब्लिश कर रहे हैं| फीड रीडर एक इसी पोस्ट का तो बेसब्री से इंतजार रहता है|Fakeerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07291959633853994945noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2347809967790526358.post-80355632547505822052009-06-14T01:55:19.736+05:302009-06-14T01:55:19.736+05:30प्यार करने की गलती सबसे खूबसूरत गलती है.....जिसे मिटाने की कोशिश बेवकूफी हैSurbhihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10076357505433580906noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2347809967790526358.post-23640986236011293442009-05-27T00:03:49.214+05:302009-05-27T00:03:49.214+05:30dil ko chho gayi dostअनिल कान्त :http://www.blogger.com/profile/12193317881098358725noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2347809967790526358.post-3248905117049269352009-05-22T14:47:23.934+05:302009-05-22T14:47:23.934+05:30I wish he should stop loving me, because I don't love him but can't see him suffering.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2347809967790526358.post-19656937080937853832009-05-15T22:48:00.000+05:302009-05-15T22:48:00.000+05:30everything that is got in life.....all that you feel you got is but only your own interpretation, in direct reference to the ways of the surrounding you live in........ love can only be treasured by the one who feels, for else it is a passing phase of a feeling untreasured.......eonshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03540741977460328714noreply@blogger.com