Why Do I Love You?

I love you,
Not only for what you are,
But for what I am
When I am with you.

I love you
Not only for what
You have made of yourself,
But for what
You are making of me.

I love you
For ignoring the possibilities
Of the fool in me
And for laying firm hold
Of the possibilities for good.

Why do I love you?

I love you
For closing your eyes
To the discords -
And for adding to the music in me
By worshipful listening.

I love you because you
Are helping me to make
Of the lumber of my life
Not a tavern
But a temple;
And out of the words
Of my every day
Not a reproach
But a song.

I love you
Because you have done
More than any creed
To make me happy.

You have done it
Without a word,
Without a touch,
Without a sign.
You have done it
Just by being yourself.

After all
Perhaps that is what
Love means.

THE MAGIC OF LOVE

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THE MAGIC OF LOVE
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Love is like magic
And it always will be
For love still remains
Life's sweet mystery!

Love works in ways
That are wondrous and strange
And there's nothing in life
that love can not change!

Love can transform
The most common place
Into beauty and splendor
And sweetness and grace.

Love is unselfish,
Understanding and kind
For it sees with its heart
And not with its mind!

Love is the answer
That everyone seeks...
Love is the language,
That every heart speaks.

Love can't be bought,
It is priceless and free,
Love, like pure magic,
Is life's sweet mystery!

Love for you

"And I want to play hide and seek, give you my clothes, tell you I love your shoes, sit on the steps when you take a bath, and massage your neck. And kiss your face, hold your hand, and go for a walk. Not mind when you eat my food, and meet you at Rudy's and talk about the day. Talk about your day and laugh at your, your paranoia. I give you tapes you don't even listen to, watch great films, watch terrible films. And tell you about the tv-program I saw the night before and not laugh at your jokes. I want you in the morning, but let you sleep for a while. Tell you how much I love your eyes, your lips, your hair, your neck. Sit on the steps, thinking, 'till your neighbours come home. Sit on the steps 'till you come home. Worry when you're late, and be amazed when you're early. I'd give you sunflowers and go to your party and dance. Be sorry when I'm worried and happy when you forgive me. Look at your photos and wish I'd known you forever. Hearing your voice in my ear, feel your skin on my skin, and get scared when you're angry. I tell you you're beautiful, hold you when you're anxious, hold you when you're hurt, want you when I smell you, offend you when I touch you and whimper when I'm next to you. Whimper when I'm not. Smother you in the night and get cold when you take the blanket and hot when you don't. Melt when you smile, dissolve when you laugh. But not understand how you think I'm rejecting you when I'm not rejecting you, and wonder how you could ever think I'm rejecting you. And wonder who you are, but I accept you anyway. And tell you about the tree angel, the enchanted forest boy who flew across the whole ocean just because he loved you. I'd buy you presents you don't want and take them away again. And ask you to marry me, and you say no again but I keep on asking because though you think I don't mean it but I always have from the first time I asked you. I wander the city thinking. It's empty without you but I want what you want and think. I'm losing myself. But I'll tell you the worst of me but try to give you the best of me because you don't deserve any less. Answer your questions when I'd rather not, tell you the truth when I really don't want to, and try to be honest because I know you prefer it. And think it's all over, but hang on for just ten more minutes before you throw me out of your life. Forget who I am and let me try and get closer to you. And somehow, somehow communicate some of the overwhelming, undying, overpowering, unconditional, all-encompassing, mind-expanding, ongoing, never-ending love I have for you."

Have a lovely day

ये ज़रूरी तो नहीं

चाहता हूँ तुम्हे , तुमसे कहूं
ये ज़रूरी तो नहीं ,
दिल धड़कता है तुम्हारे लिए , तुमसे कहूं
ये ज़रूरी तो नहीं.
मेरी आँखों में तेरे ही ख्वाब
रात दिन समाये रहते है
मोहब्बत है तुमसे दिलो जान से
तुमसे कहूं ये ज़रूरी तो नहीं.
कुछ राज़-ए-दिल हम भी रखते है
इतना तो हक है
हर बात का इकरार-ए-इजहार तुमसे करूं
ये ज़रूरी तो नहीं
चाहना तुम्हे हमारा अंदाज़ है
मरना मोहब्बत में तेरी कबूल
तू भी हमें चाहे क़यामत की रात तक
ये ज़रूरी तो नहीं
मेरे आँसू है, मेरी तड़प है
इसे बहाऊँ या छुपाऊँ
तेरी पलके भी भीगी हमें याद करके
ये ज़रूरी तो नहीं
चाहता हूँ तुम्हे , तुमसे कहूं
ये ज़रूरी तो नहीं
दिल धड़कता है तुम्हारे लिए , तुमसे कहूं
ये ज़रूरी तो नहीं.

What women want…

                                             A woman was out golfing one day when she hit the ball into the woods. She went into the woods to look for it and found a frog in a trap. The frog said to her, “If you release me from this trap, I will grant you three wishes.” The woman freed the frog. The frog said, “Thank you, but I failed to mention that there was a condition to your wishes-that whatever you wish for, your husband will get ten times more or better!” 

 The woman said, “That would be okay.” For her first wish, she wanted to be the most beautiful woman in the world. The frog warned her, “You do realize that this wish will also make your husband the most handsome man in the world, an Adonis, that women will flock to. The woman replied, 

                                  “That will be okay because I will be the most beautiful woman and he will only have eyes for me.” So, KAZAM-she'sthe most beautiful woman in the world.

For her second wish, she wanted to be the richest woman in the world. The frog said, “That will make your husband the richest man in the world and he will be ten times richer than you.” 

The woman said, 

                                          “That will be okay because what's mine is his and what's his is mine.” So, KAZAM-she's the richest woman in the world! The frog then inquired about her third wish, …….And she answered, “I'd like a mild heart attack.”  Moral of the story: Women are clever. Don't mess with them!

~Maybe life is changing ~

Live well my friend .. maybe life is changing!
when I was young, maybe the world was very big ... I remember my house
to the school that way, what was not there, licking the handcart, jalebi the
shop, ice shells, everything, maybe Jin Dgi
is changing the mobile shop now, video parlors, yet All is quiet ...
I think the world is becoming smaller ... When I was young, perhaps the evenings were long
used ... I hand holding the strings of the kite, was hours away, the long
cycle race, those childhood games, he must be dead tired every evening, the evening
that day, the night is aging and shrinking may take time is ... When I
was young, I was very close friendship, Bnakrkelna crowd that day,
that friend's food, they cry together ... I still have many friends, but
friendship is knowing where, when you meet on the traffic signal is Hi,
and your - are going your way, Holi, Diwali, Birthday, New Year SMS on the bus
to come, perhaps relations are now ... When I was younger, the games
were funny, hidden - hidden, Lngdi leg, Poshm - find, cut the cake, Tippy - TP
tap, the internet, office does not have the time ... I changed my life
is. That's the biggest truth of life ... Often out of the cemetery
is written on the board ... "The goal was that, that life was passing me
come here - come "moment of life is very small ... A foundation for tomorrow
's and tomorrow's just a dream ... Survived longer in the second
part we are in this life full of desires ... Some Speed ​​slow
, my friends, and live the life ... Live well my friends, and others
let live ... .