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            <title>Yeh Ishq Nahee Asaan</title>
            <link>http://www.officegupshup.com/forum_thread?forumId=43&amp;comments_parentId=124</link>
            <description><![CDATA[ Yeh Teri Bhi Aankhon Ka Qusur Hai
Main Tanha Gunahgar To Nahi

Tu Is Tarah Se Mere Dil Main Shamil Hai
Jahan Bhi Jaoon Lagta Hai Teri Mahfil Hai

Duniya bhar ki khushiyan hamare saath chali
Qadam mila ke jo hamare saath aap chali

Haath deewane ke de allah kuch aisi qalam,
Aasman par likh ke jaoon hai unhi se pyaar hai

Dil mein tumharey pyaar key jaltey to hain chirag
Mana key in ki roshni tum par ayaan nahi

Na tum bewafa ho, na hum bewafa thay
Magar kya karain apni rahain juda hain

Saamne baithe raho dil ko qaraar aa’aegaa
Jitnaa dekhenge tumheiN utnaa hi pyaar aa’aegaa

Mohabbat kar ke dekhi to, mohabbat ko pehchana hai
Wafa bus naam ki hai, be-wafaai ka fasana hai

Hai kuch baat mo-min jo chaa gaye khamoshi
Kis bout ko de diya dil, kyon bout se ban gaye ho

Dil ki bechaen umangon pe karam farmaao
Itna ruk ruk ke chalogi to qayamat hogi

Raat Ko Jalte Diye bhi Din mai Bujh jaya Karte Hai
Aur ek hum hain jo ki Tere Pyar Me Din Raat Jala Karte Hai (:razz:)

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            <author>zakir</author>
            <pubDate>Sun, 16 Sep 2007 09:25:50 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Hindi Shayari</title>
            <link>http://www.officegupshup.com/forum_thread?forumId=43&amp;comments_parentId=111</link>
            <description><![CDATA[Main shabdon mein kuch bhi ijhaar nahee karta 


Iska matlab ye nahi ki main usse pyaar nahi karta.. 


Chaahta hoon main use aaj bhi par 


uskee soch me apna wakt bekar nahin karta.. 


Tamaasha naa ban jaaye kahin pyaar mera 


Isliye apne dard ko namodaar nahi karta 


Jo kuch mila hai usme hi khush hoon main 


uske liye upar wale se takraar nahin karta 


Par kuch to baat hai uskee fitrat me 


Warna main use chahne ki khataa bar bar nahin karta.....
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            <author>Red</author>
            <pubDate>Sun, 09 Sep 2007 14:54:43 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>wanna - cool poem</title>
            <link>http://www.officegupshup.com/forum_thread?forumId=43&amp;comments_parentId=70</link>
            <description><![CDATA[ guys came across this  really cool poem....

I Wanna
I wanna be underworked
and over paid.
I wanna daily bonus
and stocks to trade. 

I wanna start at ten
and leave at three.
I wanna four hour lunch
and I want it for free. 

I wanna corner office
and an amazing view.
I wanna foosball table
and a couch that’s new. 

I wanna be my own boss
and a car I can flaunt.
I wanna have more.
That’s all I want.

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            <author>smartman</author>
            <pubDate>Thu, 12 Jul 2007 17:12:54 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Palkon ke kinare..</title>
            <link>http://www.officegupshup.com/forum_thread?forumId=43&amp;comments_parentId=58</link>
            <description><![CDATA[ Palkon ke kinare, jo humne bhigoye nahin..
 Wey Samajhte hain ke hum roye nahin... 
 Raat bhar sapno mein kaun aata hai, wo poochte hain humse...
 aur hum hain ke ek umar se soye nahin (:cry:)]]></description>
            <author>mass_bunk</author>
            <pubDate>Sun, 08 Jul 2007 21:31:13 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Sher</title>
            <link>http://www.officegupshup.com/forum_thread?forumId=43&amp;comments_parentId=34</link>
            <description><![CDATA[woh sham ki hawa kuch kahte hue rah jati,
phoolon ke beech kuch ansuni se kah jati,
girte hue patton par kuch likhte hue beh jati,
kash kisi din is dilki baat untak pahunchpati.
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            <author>jack_the_ripper</author>
            <pubDate>Tue, 03 Jul 2007 18:23:51 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Tax the man :(</title>
            <link>http://www.officegupshup.com/forum_thread?forumId=43&amp;comments_parentId=30</link>
            <description><![CDATA[(:cry:)At first I thought this was funny…then I realized the awful truth of it. Be sure to read all the way to the end! 

Tax his land,
Tax his bed,
Tax the table
At which he’s fed.


Tax his tractor,
Tax his mule,
Teach him taxes
Are the rule.


Tax his cow,
Tax his goat,
Tax his pants,
Tax his coat.


Tax his ties,
Tax his shirt,
Tax his work,
Tax his dirt.


Tax his tobacco,
Tax his drink,
Tax him if he
Tries to think.


Tax his cigars,
Tax his beers,
If he cries, then
Tax his tears.


Tax his car,
Tax his fuel,
Find other ways
To tax the fool


Tax all he has
Then let him know
That you won’t be done
Till he has no dough.


When he screams and hollers,
Then tax him some more,
Tax him till
He’s good and sore.


Then tax his coffin,
Tax his grave,
Tax the sod in
Which he’s laid.


Put these words
upon his tomb,
"Taxes drove me to my doom…"
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            <author>jack_the_ripper</author>
            <pubDate>Sun, 01 Jul 2007 10:35:54 +0100</pubDate>
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