Pyaar Quotes

The Indians are the Italians of Asia", Didier pronounced with a sage and mischievous grin. "It can be said, certainly, with equal justice, that the Italians are the Indians of Europe, but you do understand me, I think. There is so much Italian in the Indians, and so much Indians in the Italians. They are both people of the Madonna - they demand a goddess, even if the religion does not provide one. Every man in both countries is a singer when he is happy, and every woman is a dancer when she walks to the shop at the corner. For them, food is music inside the body, and music is food inside the heart. The Language of India and the language of Italy, they make every man a poet, and make something beautiful from every banalite. They are nations where love - amore, pyaar - makes a cavalier of a Borsalino on a street corner, and makes a princess of a peasant girl, if only for the second that her eyes meet yours.

Pyaar-Vyaar karke kuch nahi hota. Jo hota hai wo Hawas hai aur kuch nahi.

Jee Utha' Sanson mein jo samaye wo, Ragon mein ghul jaaye jo, Haan issi se hai chalta ye jahan, Ishq ka hai wo jalwa bepanah. Rok sake no koi jo, Pyaar hai sailaab wo, Jee utha jo pada iskaa saya, Khoya jo dil sab kuch hai paya.

Sawariya re.... Hai ye pyaar tera, hai intzaar tera.... kisi se keh na Pau, Kese jtau .... Kyo tuje itna chahu... Tere bin mein jee na Pau...

चेहरे में तेरी अपनी खुशी ढूंढ़ता हूं, लवों पर तेरी अपनी हसी ढूंढ़ता हूं।।

The soul’s unquenchable eros for the divine, of which Plotinus and Gregory of Nyssa and countless Christian contemplatives speak, Sufism’s ‘ishq or passionately adherent love for God, Jewish mysticism’s devekut, Hinduism’s bhakti, Sikhism’s pyaar—these are all names for the acute manifestation of a love that, in a more chronic and subtle form, underlies all knowledge, all openness of the mind to the truth of things. This is because, in God, the fullness of being is also a perfect act of infinite consciousness that, wholly possessing the truth of being in itself, forever finds its consummation in boundless delight. The Father knows his own essence perfectly in the mirror of the Logos and rejoices in the Spirit who is the “bond of love” or “bond of glory” in which divine being and divine consciousness are perfectly joined. God’s wujud is also his wijdan—his infinite being is infinite consciousness—in the unity of his wajd, the bliss of perfect enjoyment. The

Every man in both countries is a singer when he is happy, and every woman is a dancer when she walks to the shop at the corner. For them, food is music inside the body, and music is food inside the heart. The language of India and the language of Italy, they make every man a poet, and make something beautiful from every banalite. These are nations where love—amore, pyaar—makes a cavalier of a Borsalino on a street corner, and makes a princess of a peasant girl, if only for the second that her eyes meet yours. It is the secret of my love for India, Lin, that my first great love was Italian.

Pyaar voh nahi jise lafzo mai kaha jaye, pyaar voh h jisse mehsus kiya jaye.

Ye khahaani us ladki ki hai jisne kabhi kisi se pyaar kiya tha or kerti hai or kerti rahegi. Usne kabhi khuch maaga hi nhi tha zindaagi se. Bs ak hassi jo wo us insan ke chahre per dekhna chahti thi jise dekh kr uska chehra khil jaata tha. Jiske liye wo sab khuch h uski zindaagi. ! Jese kisi pyaase ko pani mil jaaye or use santusti mil jaati hai Asi hai isaki khahaani. comig up...

Jab Uska Janam Hota Hai Or Wo Is Duniyaa Me Aata Hai Ye Soch Kr Ki Bhaher Ki Duniyaa Bhut Khubsurat Hai Or Sidhe Apni Maa Ke Haatho Me Aaa Jata Hai Use Itna Pyaar Milta Hai Ki Uski Ankhe Bher Aati Hai Apne Maa Ko Itna Khush Dekh Kr Use Ehsaas Hota Hai yahi Hai Jisne Mujhe Itne Saalo Se Apne Sheene Se Laga Kr Rakhaa Hai Or Uske Liye Wo Duniyaa Ki sabsee Anmol Cheez Hai Use Nhi Pata Ki Wo Kon Hai Bs Ak Ehsaas Hai Jo Use Us Se Jodta Hai Poori Duniyaa Me Use Khuch Dhikhta Hi Nhi Jese Wo Apni Aankhe Band Kr Ke Apne Ehsaas Ke Sath Judaa Ho Or Us Ehsaas Se Kabhi Alag Nhi Hota Chahta.

kabhi itni khushi hui ki apko ronaa aa gaya ho ! Jise pyaar me dard hota hai use pyaar me wo khushi nhi mili jo us insaan ko mili jo khushi me bhi royaa hai

Kyu ki hm log kosis hi ker sakte hai or ya to apne sunna hi hoga ki kosis kerne waalo ki haar nhi hogi.To fir aap thoda rukiye yaha kosis ke sath Think bhi kaam aayegi jesi apki Think wesa hi apka dil hoga.Isliye sabse pehle apni Think ka daaira jo bhut kam hai use badaaiye jitna apne pyaar ko samjho ge.Utna hi apke pyaar ka ehsaas badta jaayega. Zindagi kam pad jaati hai use samjhne ke liyee.Pyaar esa honaa chahiye aager ak ko dard ho to dusre ko ehsaas ho jaaye aager ak ko yaad aaye to dusra tadap uthe .Kabhi hua hai apke sath aager haa to aap pyaar ke samunder me ho ab bas us samunder ko apni mutthi me kerna hai. Mene to pehle hi bola tha jitna samjho ge utna hi kam hai Or kabhi pyaar khuch paane ki umeed se nhi kerna chahiye.

Kyu ki hm log kosis hi ker sakte hai or ya to aapne suna hi hoga ki kosis kerne waalo ki haar nhi hotti. To fir aap thoda rukiye yaha kosis ke sath think bhi kaam aayegi jesi apki think wesa hi apka dil hoga. Isliye sabse pehle apni Think ka daaira jo bhut kam hai use badaaiye jitna apne pyaar ko samjho ge.Utna hi apke pyaar ka ehsaas badta jaayega. Zindagi kam pad jaati hai use samjhne ke liyee. Pyaar.... Esa honaa chahiye aager ak ko dard ho to dusre ko ehsaas ho jaaye aager ak ko yaad aaye to dusra tadap uthe. Kabhi hua hai apke sath aager haa to aap pyaar ke samunder me ho ab bas us samunder ko apni mutthi me kerna hai. Mene to pehle hi bola tha jitna samjho ge utna hi kam hai Or kabhi pyaar khuch paane ki umeed se nhi kerna chahiye.

Tare yadein to bondoon ki terha hai, Dheere dheere atee hai r mujh phura bhega date hai... Dheere dheere atee hai r mare nende uda datee hai.. Dheere dheere atee hai baicheniya bada dete hai... Dheere dheere atee hai r na a na sapne jagah date hai...tu hai is terha mera jaan tujhe socho to pyaar bada date hai...r nah socho to dhadkan bada date hai...

Pyaar mein ashk bahate kyu hai… Do dil ek dusre ko tadpaate kyu hai… Kehte hai pyaar zindagi hai… Toh phir pyaar ko khel banate kyu hai…..

Keh dunga wo baat bhi tumse, Jb aayegi barsaat phir kbhi, Pr darta hu... Subh ki chahat Ho na jaye raat phir kahin, Kho na jaye jayada ki chahat me, Iss rishte ka andaaz hi kahin

Life Shadi krke nahi balki, us insaan ko pakar set hoti hai jisse ham pyaar karte hain.

Maine jo geet tere pyaar ki khaatir likhey Aaj un geeton ko bazaar mein le aaya hoon

LOVE SHAYARI |HINDI LOVE SHAYARI|HINDI LOVE SHAYRI WITH IMAGES HAZAR CHAHERON ME HINDI LOVE SHAYARI Hazaar chaheron me ek tum hi dil ko ache lage Warna na chahat ki kami thi na chahane Walon ki PYAR WO NAHI HINDI LOVE SHAYARI Pyaar wo nahi jo duniya ko dikhaya jaye pyar wo hai jo dil se nibhaya jaye KOI GUNAH NAHI LOVE SHAYARI pyar karna koi gunah nahi hota pyar se pyara koi jazbaa nahi hota pyar ka rishta isliye chipana padta hai kyon ke suchaa pyar logo se bardasht nhi hota ...... FOR MORE LIKE THIS PLEASE VISIT HINSMEER.BLOGSPOT

Mein tumse pyaar karta hoon... Pyaar karta tha... Aur pyaar karta rahoonga...

Rakesh Roshan Rakesh Roshan is a producer, director, and actor in Bollywood films. A member of the successful Roshan film family, Mr. Roshan opened his own production company in 1982 and has been producing Hindi movies ever since. His film Kaho Naa…Pyaar Hai won nine Filmfare awards, including those for best movie and best director. I didn’t have the privilege of meeting Diana personally, but as a keen observer I learned a lot about her through the media and television coverage of her various activities and her visits to various countries, including India. I vividly remember when she came to my country and visited places that interested her, such as Mother Teresa’s Missionaries of Charity, various homes of the destitute, orphanages, hospitals, and so on. On all of these occasions, her kind looks, kind words, and kind actions, such as holding the poor orphan children in her lap, caring for them with love, and wiping their tears, were sufficient indications to convey the passion that Diana had in her heart for the service of the poor and underprivileged. Wherever she went, she went with such noble mission. She derived a sort of divine pleasure through her visits to charitable institutions, orphanages, and homes of the destitute. By minutely looking at her, one could see a deity in Diana--dedicated to love and kindness--devoted to charity and goodness and the darling of all she met. For such human virtues, love for the poor and concern for the suffering of humanity, Diana commands the immense respect, admiration, and affection of the whole world. Wherever she went, she was received with genuine affection and warmth, unlike politically staged receptions.

Rakesh Roshan Rakesh Roshan is a producer, director, and actor in Bollywood films. A member of the successful Roshan film family, Mr. Roshan opened his own production company in 1982 and has been producing Hindi movies ever since. His film Kaho Naa…Pyaar Hai won nine Filmfare awards, including those for best movie and best director. When I remember Diana and her activities in the last years of her life, I strongly feel that God sends some special people into this world to perform some special duties. Diana was one of these special people. Advancing on this godly path of love and goodness, Diana was blossoming like a flower, and with her captivating fragrance she started infusing new life in our dangerously sick garden--which was apparently at the brink of a precipice. The irony is that the cruel winds of autumn ruthlessly blew away this rare flower and deprived the world of its soothing fragrance. Diana, Princess of Wales, is no longer present in this world, but Diana, the queen of millions of hearts, is immortal and will live forever. My heart breaks when I think of her last journey, her funeral, which was brilliantly covered all over the world. One could see the whole of England in tears, and the eyes of all the television viewers were also flooded. Thousands of men, women, and children had lined up along the entire route from the palace to the church where the services were held. All the fresh flowers available in the United Kingdom were there on the passage. All eyes were tearful, and one could clearly hear the sobs of people. There were heartrending scenes of people paying tribute to their departed darling. Last, I would like to write here a translation in English of a poem written in Urdu. We hope you will come back…dear friend But why this pervading sadness…dear friend The familiar flavor in the atmosphere is singing… You are somewhere around…dear friend Please come back, Diana; this sinking world desperately needs a savior.

Pyaar-Vyaar karke kuch nahi hota. Jo hota hai wo bas Hawas hai aur kuch nahi.

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Arrange marriage main Love shaadi ke baad shuru hota hai Aur Love marriage main shaadi ke baad khatam... Haha Aur kuch saalo baad no matter Arrange tha ya Love Marriage.. Pyaar nahi bach Paata haha

Kabhi mehfile pyaari thi humey Ab tanhaaiyoo se pyaar hain

Jo badal jaye, wo Yaar kaisa ? Jo chor jaye, wo saath kaisa ? Log aksar kehte hai, Tujhe firse pyaar ho jayega Par jo firse ho jaye, Wo pyaar kaisa ?

THE INDIANS are the Italians of Asia,’ Didier pronounced with a sage and mischievous grin. ‘It can be said, certainly, with equal justice, that the Italians are the Indians of Europe, but you do understand me, I think. There is so much Italian in the Indians, and so much Indian in the Italians. They are both people of the Madonna—they demand a goddess, even if the religion does not provide one. Every man in both countries is a singer when he is happy, and every woman is a dancer when she walks to the shop at the corner. For them, food is music inside the body, and music is food inside the heart. The language of India and the language of Italy, they make every man a poet, and make something beautiful from every banalité. These are nations where love—amore, pyaar—makes a cavalier of a Borsalino on a street corner, and makes a princess of a peasant girl, if only for the second that her eyes meet yours. It is the secret of my love for India, Lin, that my first great love was Italian.

Tan man kare, tujhpe fidah, mehboob woh. Palkon pe jo, rakkhe tujhe, mehboob woh. Jiski wafah, tere liye ho. Aare yaaron, mahabbat hi to bandegi hai. Yeh na ho toh, keya fir, bolo yeh zindagi hai? Koyi toh dilbar ho yaar. Jisko tujhse ho pyaar. Koyi toh dilbar ho yaar...

Kabhi kabhi mujhe lagta hai, mushkil bada hai tujhko pana, Kabhi kabhi mujhe lagta hai, mushkil bada hai tujhe ye samjhana, Kabhi kabhi mujhe lagta hai, mushkil bada hai tujhe ye batana, Kabhi kabhi mujhe lagta hai, Bada hu pagal mein tera dewana, Kabhi kabhi mujhe lagta hai, Sabko chod kar bas tujhe hai apnana, Kabhi kabhi mujhe lagta hai, Rakh du kadmo mein tere sara ye zamana, Kabhi kabhi mujhe lagta hai, Bada hoga mushkil tere bina jee pana, Kabhi kabhi mujhe lagta hai, Kahin duniya bhula na de hamare pyaar ka ye afsana, Kabhi kabhi mujhe lagta hai, Har dard ko bhool bas tujhse hai rishta nibhana, Kabhi kabhi mujhe lagta hai, Teri har shikayat aur gum ko hai mujhe mitana, Kabhi kabhi mujhe lagta hai, Kabhi kabhi mujhe lagta hai

Teri in aankhon mein Teri in aankhon mein kuch alag baat hai, Ek an-kahi daastan, kuch anjaane jazbaat hai, Aaj dil mein tera pyaar, haaton mein tera haat hai, Tham jaaye ab ye waqt, bas itni si darkaar hai, In aakhon mein teri chehra, baaton mein teri hi baat hai, Kat jati hai yaadon k sahare, ab ye lambi kali raat hai, Ek aag si lagti hai, bekaraar ho jate jazbaat hai, Kar deta hai agar koi, tanhaaiyon mein teri baat hai, In saanso mein teri hi mehak, aakhon mein tera hi aks hai, Tuje soch soch kat jate, mere ab din aur raat hai, Teri in aankhon mein kuch alag baat hai, Ek an-kahi daastan, kuch anjaane jazbaat hai,

THROUGH SACHHA PYAAR YOU SO BEAUTIFUL, COURAGE & MOST POWERFUL , MY WIFE AP(AYUSHA) IS MY OWN POWERHOUSE FOREVER

Ek tarfa pyaar ki taaqat hi kuch aur hoti hai. Aur rishton ki tarah yeh do logon mein nahin bant ti.