WHAT IS OUR LIFE...? THIS IS A VERY IMPORTANT QUESTION FOR US. WE SHOULD BE FIND THE ANSWER OF THIS QUESTION, MAY IT WILL BE DELLAY...? WE ALL HAVE A LAST WISH THAT WE WOULD BE RESPECTED BY OUR CHILDREN... BUT QUESTION IS THAT ARE WE DOING THE SAME WITH OUR PARENTS.....?????? THINK ABOUT IT SERIOUSLY... PLEASE... KAHIN DER NA HO JAAYE...........
28 February 2011
OUR ISLAM SAYS.........
"By Allah, he who withholds his wealth from helping a needy believer will never taste the food of Heaven nor drink from the drink sealed there."
“Whoever has not made any improvements in one day has lost.”
"The love of this fleeting world is the origin of all vices."
"Anger is a destroyer for the heart of a sage; and he who does not have his anger under his control does not have his wisdom under his control, either."
DILSHAD SAIFI....
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24 February 2011
22 February 2011
LOVE TO THE WAY................
I love the way you look at me Your eyes so bright and blue I love the way you kiss me Your lips so soft and smooth
I love the way you make me so happy And the ways you show you care I love the way you say, "I Love You" And the way you're always there
I love the way you touch me Always sending chills down my spine I love that you are with me And glad that you are mine..............
DILSHAD SAIFI........
21 February 2011
Please take me by the hand.
Stand by me in my hour of need,
Take time to understand.
And lead me from this place.
Chase away my doubts and fears,
Wipe the tears from off my face.
I need your hand to hold,
The warmth of your gentle touch
In my world that's grown so cold.
And hold me day by day.
Because with your loving hand in mine,
I know we'll find the way.
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Appreciating Our Past
It is easy to be negative about past mistakes and unhappiness. But it is much more healing to look at ourselves and our past in the light of experience, acceptance, and growth.
Our past is a series of lessons that advance us to higher levels of living and loving. The relationships we entered, stayed in, or ended taught us necessary lessons.
Some of us have emerged from the most painful circumstances with strong insights about who we are and what we want. Our mistakes? Necessary. Our frustrations, failures, and sometimes stumbling attempts at growth and progress? Necessary too. Each step of the way, we learned. We went through exactly the experiences we need to, to become who we are today. Each step of the way, we progressed. Is our past a mistake? No. The only mistake we can make is mistaking that for the truth.
Today, God, help me let go of negative thoughts I may be harboring about my past circumstances or relationships. I can accept, with gratitude, all that has brought me to today...................................
WORK HARD IN THESE DAYS......
14 February 2011
DO PAL KI HOTI HAI DILO KI DASTAN.....WHYYYY?????
HI..... FRIENDS.... WISH YOU ALL A VERY HAPPY AND UNFORGETTABLE VALENTINE DAY ...... ANY WAY TELL ME PLEASE..... KAI BAR AISA HOTA H NA K JO HAMARE DILO KA KARWA HOTA H, WO BUS DO PALO KA HI HOTA HAI....???? KYA AAPKO NHI LAGTA K SACCHA PYAR BUS KEHNE KE LIYE HI REH GYA HAI..... KYA AAPKO NHI LAGTA K HUME USI SE PYAR Q HOTA HAI , JO HMARI ZINDGI ME HAMESHA K LIYE AA HI NHI PATA...... NA JANE AISE OR KITNE HI SWAL UTH RAHE HAI AAJ MERE MAN ME........??? AAKHIRI SAWAL ------------- KYA PYAR K LIYE SIRF EK HI DIN HOTA HAI?????? KYA KISI KO ROSE DENE K LIYE VALENTINE DAY HI HOTA HAI????? SHAYAD NHI...............................iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii PAR AAP KYA SOCHTE HAI .............???????? PLEASE TELL ME ...................................... I WANT TO KNOW YOUR VIEWS ABOUT TRUE LOVE............. AND NOW THIS LINE IS FOR MY LIFE, MY HEART'S BEAT, MY EVERY THING......
TODAY I AM MISSING HER SO MUCH......
I want to live in your eyes, die in your arms and be buried in your heart...................................................
DILSHAD SAIFI.......
12 February 2011
LOVE FOR EVER........
A mother held her new baby and very slowly rocked him back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. And while she held him, she sang:
I'll love you forever,
I'll like you for always,
As long as I'm living
my baby you'll be.
The baby grew. He grew and he grew and he grew. He grew until he was two years old, and he ran all around the house. He pulled all the books off the shelves. He pulled all the food out of the refrigerator and he took his mother's watch and flushed it down the toilet. Sometimes his mother would say, "this kid is driving me CRAZY!"
But at night time, when that two-year-old was quiet, she opened the door to his room, crawled across the floor, looked up over the side of his bed; and if he was really asleep she picked him up and rocked him back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. While she rocked him she sang:
I'll love you forever,
I'll like you for always,
As long as I'm living
my baby you'll be.
The little boy grew. He grew and he grew and he grew. He grew until he was nine years old. And he never wanted to come in for dinner, he never wanted to take a bath, and when grandma visited he always said bad words. Sometimes his mother wanted to sell him to the zoo!
But at night time, when he was asleep, the mother quietly opened the door to his room, crawled across the floor and looked up over the side of the bed. If he was really asleep, she picked up that nine-year-old boy and rocked him back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. And while she rocked him she sang:
I'll love you forever,
I'll like you for always,
As long as I'm living
my baby you'll be.
The boy grew. He grew and he grew and he grew. He grew until he was a teenager. He had strange friends and he wore strange clothes and he listened to strange music. Sometimes the mother felt like she was in a zoo!
But at night time, when that teenager was asleep, the mother opened the door to his room, crawled across the floor and looked up over the side of the bed. If he was really asleep she picked up that great big boy and rocked him back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. While she rocked him she sang:
I'll love you forever,
I'll like you for always,
As long as I'm living
my baby you'll be.
That teenager grew. He grew and he grew and he grew. He grew until he was a grown-up man. He left home and got a house across town. But sometimes on dark nights the mother got into her car and drove across town. If all the lights in her son's house were out, she opened his bedroom window, crawled across the floor, and looked up over the side of his bed. If that great big man was really asleep she picked him up and rocked him back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. And while she rocked him she sang:
I'll love you forever,
I'll like you for always,
As long as I'm living
my baby you'll be.
Well, that mother, she got older. She got older and older and older. One day she called up her son and said, "You'd better come see me because I'm very old and sick." So her son came to see her. When he came in the door she tried to sing the song. She sang:
I'll love you forever,
I'll like you for always...
But she couldn't finish because she was too old and sick. The son went to his mother. He picked her up and rocked her back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. And he sang this song:
I'll love you forever,
I'll like you for always,
As long as I'm living
my Mommy you'll be.
When the son came home that night, he stood for a long time at the top of the stairs. Then he went into the room where his very new baby daughter was sleeping. He picked her up in his arms and very slowly rocked her back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. And while he rocked her he sang:
I'll love you forever,
I'll like you for always,
As long as I'm living
my baby you'll be...............
DILSHAD SAIFI.......
11 February 2011
08 February 2011
07 February 2011
I feel sorry for everyone of you.........
- Not being alone doesn't mean your not lonely.
- I don't suffer from insanity, I love ever moment of it.
- Yesterday is history, Tomorrow a mystery, but today is a gift, thats why it's called 'the present'.
- Growing old is mundane, Growing up is optional.
- I didn't fail, I just found 10,000 ways that doesn't work.
- If you think nobody cares, just try and miss a few payments.
DIL...................
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And there's this other guy who's a freakin' idiot who comes around a lot that I can't stand due to his lifestyle and clothes and attitude, so I find ways to tongue-in-cheek insult him all the time or call him an idiot. I'm sorry, but he is.
In 975CE, while Haakon Siggurdson was in Denmark, Danish King Harald Bluetooth forced baptism upon Haakon and assigned him missionaries to take to Norway to Christianize the country. When the winds allowed Haakon to sail, he sent them slogging through the surf in shame back to their king and broke all allegiance with Harald, returning to his country and his own gods.
Haakon was defiant until his end in 995, when in hiding, he was killed by his slave, tempted by money from the new Christian King Olaf the Butcher, who turned on his word and killed the slave.
If only today we could be as bold.......
Do you feel pleasure in inflicting pain unto others?
Do you feel pleasure in inflicting pain unto others?
No, I don't always enjoy being mean to people. Most of the time, I like to make people feel good. Deep down inside, I'm a very kind person - almost too kind. It's strictly when I become down and angry at myself that I feel like inflicting pain towards others.
Is anyone else like this?
Please note that if I ever act irrational towards you, it'll likely be because I'm feeling shitty. To piss you off will make me feel good. It really sucks that I'm like this, but it's something I seemingly can't change.
DILSHAD SAIFI
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