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Okay meet me outside the school gate at 4.30 and take your chocolate.
And don't tell anyone!
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haha lol 
U can eat the whole chocolate ur self 
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Okay I’m just 20 something. At first I thought you were a spy.
And mom told me not to talk with strangers.
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lol at a spy…ur mom is right never talk with strangers :cobra:
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Well since you don’t want my chocolate, I think you are a nice guy.:k:
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no im a bad guy beware of me 
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Ok your game is up! I am detective 7297. I was undercover lookin' for you 'bad guy':ASA:
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So when are you arresting me :sid:
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Oho! Forgot to carry my gun!
Sorry Mister. Nice meeting you.
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Haha it was nice talking to u :k:
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:)
Okay we might aswell get on with the Sher'o'Shairi then!
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LOL yeah u continue with ur shair o shairi here 
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Okay I tried writing something in Urdu types on my own last night. Yet to be completed.
ek arsay ke baad Zindagi duur se nazar aaee hai
ek arsay ke baad Zindagi duur se nazar aaee hai
kaamosh reh ay zubaan, woh aaj mujhse milne meri kabr par aaee hai
aankhon mein hai askh, haathon mein fuul, chehray par rusvaee hai
kaamosh reh ay zubaan, woh aaj mujhse milne meri kabr par aaee hai
to be continued........
How does it seem Waleed? The trouble is I dont know what to write next.
I don't know what she is going to say now. And even if she says something, how will I listen? I am already supposed to be dead!:(
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Aww dude dont worry man 
Everything will be all right
Nice Lines BTW 
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*dil-e-naadaaN tujhe huaa kyaa hai *
dil-e-naadaaN tujhe huaa kyaa hai
aaKhir is dard kii davaa kyaa hai
ham hain mushtaaq aur vo bezaar
yaa ilaahii ye maajaraa kyaa hai
main bhii muuNh mein zabaan rakhataa huuN
kaash puuchho ki muddaa kyaa hai
jab ki tujh bin nahiin koii maujuud
phir ye hangaamaa, ai Khudaa kyaa hai
qataah:
ye parii cheharaa log kaise hain
Gamazaa-o-ishvaa-o-adaa kyaa hai
shikan-e-zulf-e-ambarii kyon hai
nigah-e-chashm-e-surmaa saa kyaa hai
sabazaa-o-gul kahaaN se aaye hain
abr kyaa chiiz hai havaa kyaa hai
hamko unse vafaa kii hai ummiid
jo nahiin jaante vafaa kyaa hai
haaN bhalaa kar teraa bhalaa hogaa
aur darvesh kii sadaa kyaa hai
jaan tum par nisaar karataa huuN
main nahiin jaantaa duaa kyaa hai
main ne maanaa ki kuchh nahiin 'Ghalib'
muft haath aaye to buraa kyaa hai
- by Mirza Ghalib
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Nice one by Ghalib :k: sung by Salma Agha I think it was nice too post song
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Okay I tried writing something in Urdu types on my own last night. Yet to be completed.
ek arsay ke baad Zindagi duur se nazar aaee hai
ek arsay ke baad Zindagi duur se nazar aaee hai kaamosh reh ay zubaan, woh aaj mujhse milne meri kabr par aaee hai
aankhon mein hai askh, haathon mein fuul, chehray par rusvaee hai kaamosh reh ay zubaan, woh aaj mujhse milne meri kabr par aaee hai
to be continued........
How does it seem Waleed? The trouble is I dont know what to write next.
I don't know what she is going to say now. And even if she says something, how will I listen? I am already supposed to be dead!:(
Itni sad baatein naa kiya karo :( thats a nice try but too sad
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Itni sad baatein naa kiya karo :( thats a nice try but too sad
Well the best poetry would come out of 'Dard' would'nt it?:(
Ghalib I think was definitely one of the stalwarts of Urdu Poetry.
I have ready his life history. He was sheer poetry right from his skin to heart and to the bone.
I have his other works too, will surely post them.
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Well the best poetry would come out of 'Dard' would'nt it?:(
Ghalib I think was definitely one of the stalwarts of Urdu Poetry. I have ready his life history. He was sheer poetry right from his skin to heart and to the bone. I have his other works too, will surely post them.
dard jab had se guzarta hai to gaa latein hain :( raat and udaasi :(
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dard jab had se guzarta hai to gaa latein hain raat and udaasi
Okay let quote someone on this one. I think it was Carl Sandburg who said this.
**A poet who has never tasted grief
Can mourn in fiction, and command belief.
A man who mourns in truth has no such art
To find words for a broken heart. **
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