[Khu$h!]

You've raised me up
And never let me down
You set limits
But also gave me
Wings to fly..
You gave me goals
And showed me the way..
From the very first step...
To every step of the way ...
you've been always there for me
I am so glad
That u r my mom

[MirzaKamran]

Originally Posted by Afsana

You've raised me up
And never let me down
You set limits
But also gave me
Wings to fly..
You gave me goals
And showed me the way..
From the very first step...
To every step of the way ...
you've been always there for me
I am so glad
That u r my mom

Nice
afsana

[Khu$h!]

thank you.............

[t3xPeRt]

Originally Posted by Afsana

You've raised me up
And never let me down
You set limits
But also gave me
Wings to fly..
You gave me goals
And showed me the way..
From the very first step...
To every step of the way ...
you've been always there for me
I am so glad
That u r my mom

[Khu$h!]

thank you appi

[t3xPeRt]

u cum cum jania..............

oay. mail check ker lena

[Famqi]

Originally Posted by Afsana

aap bhi kuch share kero na hum sab k saath

tumhare in beutifull views ke samene bhala main kia share karoon nahi main bese paroonga tumhari poetry

[Khu$h!]

Originally Posted by Texpert Appii

u cum cum jania..............

oay. mail check ker lena

ok...aaj ki hai aap ne?...thanx

[Khu$h!]

Originally Posted by Famqi

tumhare in beutifull views ke samene bhala main kia share karoon nahi main bese paroonga tumhari poetry

hmmmm u can never write enough about a mother...hai na

[MirzaKamran]

meri ankhon ka nooor meri maa hay...
mery dil ka suroor meri maa hay..
mery dil ki dharkane meri maa se wabasta hay..
mery dil ki thandak meri maa hay..
mery kalab-o-rooh ka sukoon meri maa hay..
meri her khushi meri maa hay..
meri maa dunya ki sab se pyari maa hay..
meri maa mohabbat kerne wali maa hay..
meri her kamiyabi meri maa k dam kadam se hay..
mera ye mokaam meri maa ki badolat hay..
mera ye naam meri maa k marhon-e-manat hay......

[Khu$h!]

Originally Posted by mirzakamran

meri ankhon ka nooor meri maa hay...
mery dil ka suroor meri maa hay..
mery dil ki dharkane meri maa se wabasta hay..
mery dil ki thandak meri maa hay..
mery kalab-o-rooh ka sukoon meri maa hay..
meri her khushi meri maa hay..
meri maa dunya ki sab se pyari maa hay..
meri maa mohabbat kerne wali maa hay..
meri her kamiyabi meri maa k dam kadam se hay..
mera ye mokaam meri maa ki badolat hay..
mera ye naam meri maa k marhon-e-manat hay......

very nice sharing.....

[Khu$h!]

"M" is for the million things she gave me,
"O" means only that she's growing old,
"T" is for the tears she shed to save me,
"H" is for her heart of purest gold;
"E" is for her eyes, with love-light shining,
"R" means right, and right she'll always be,

Put them all together, they spell
"MOTHER,"
A word that means the world to me.

[Khu$h!]

Aik Ajeeb jazaba....



Sisters keep mother’s body in cold storageWill Pavia
Almost every week, according to their family, two sisters, Josephine and Valmai Lamas, pay a visit to their mother: to see her, to sit with her and to make sure that she is looking her best.

It is a devotion that transcends death and social convention, for their mother, Annie, died ten years ago.

Since then, she has been kept in cold storage in a funeral parlour in northwest London. Her body, which was treated originally in formaldehyde, has wasted since then, according to a relative of the sisters.

Below the waist, her corpse is said to have withered to a skeleton; above it, tight leathery skin stretches over the bones.

Still, Valmai, 52, a bank worker, is said to visit her every Saturday lunch-time to sit with the corpse in the funeral parlour. Her older sister, Josephine, 59, a caterer, is said to visit separately, to touch up her mother’s lipstick and foundation and to place fresh padding in her stomach cavity.

A family source told The Sun newspaper: “Enough is enough. Valmai and Josie have been diligently visiting their mother’s corpse for more than ten years but it’s getting ridiculous now. The body has degraded to the extent that it is just a skeleton with a bit of stretched scaly skin on the head. It’s horrific – like a character from a horror film that has had all its blood drained by a vampire.”

A postmortem examination of their mother’s death reportedly revealed that she had died from an embolism brought on by leg vein thrombosis. Josephine, of Chiswick, West London, and Valmai, of Harrow, were said to have been unhappy with the verdict, and asked a local funeral parlour to keep their mother’s body while they sought a second opinion.

For £20 a week, G. Saville and Sons of Wembley, have kept the sisters’ mother refrigerated. Phillip Saville, a funeral director, told The Sun: “We are simply acting on the family’s wishes and keeping Annie ‘alive’ in this way, for visiting seems to be what they want to do.

“No health and safety violations have been breached and the corpse does not smell. There are no laws saying people can’t keep a corpse for years after registering the death, though it is normal to bury the body after just two weeks.”

When contacted by The Times last night, a spokesman for the funeral parlour refused to comment. In addition to the cost of storing their mother’s body, the sisters are said to have spent £2,000 on five wooden coffins, four of which have rotted while they and their contents were awaiting burial.

Yesterday a source within the family was reportedly calling for a halt to the visits, and for their mother to be buried or cremated.

“They don’t seem to think that what they’re doing is in any way bizarre,” the source said. “But it’s disturbing. Josie asked a funeral home to keep her mum in cold storage until they were happy enough to bury her. But that is more than a decade ago.”

[Famqi]

Originally Posted by Afsana

hmmmm u can never write enough about a mother...hai na

hmm mere pas alfaz hi nahi hain likhoonga kia
per tumhari is thread me sari hi post bahut achchi hain

[t3xPeRt]

Rab-e-jahan Ne Maan' Ko Yeh Azmat Kamal Di
Is Ki Dua Ney Aai Musibat Bhi Tal Di
Quran Mein Maan' K Pyar Ki Is Ney Misal Di
Jannat Utha K Maan' K Qadmon Mein Daal Di

[Khu$h!]

Originally Posted by Famqi

hmm mere pas alfaz hi nahi hain likhoonga kia
per tumhari is thread me sari hi post bahut achchi hain

meri jo last post hai abt 2 sisters woh zaroor pherrna....u'll need tyme fot that....

[Khu$h!]

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Originally Posted by Texpert Appii

Rab-e-jahan Ne Maan' Ko Yeh Azmat Kamal Di
Is Ki Dua Ney Aai Musibat Bhi Tal Di
Quran Mein Maan' K Pyar Ki Is Ney Misal Di
Jannat Utha K Maan' K Qadmon Mein Daal Di

Jannat Utha K Maan' K Qadmon Mein Daal Di...jitna bhi hum maan ki shaan main likhain kam hai....nice sharing appi...

[Khu$h!]

Maa! Mujhe Neend Nahi ate hai
Aik Mudat se Mujhe Neend nahi ate hai
Maa! Mujhe LoorY SuNaoOo nA
SuLa DoNa Mujhe

Maa! Mujhe Neend Nahi ate hai

Rat jagey ab tu Muqadar hain Meri pulkon ka
Neend aye tu liye ate hai bagdad ki Yaad
Ankh lagte he koi bewa utha dete hai
Pait kitna he bharon bhook nahi Mitti hai

jalte Basra ki Mujhe Piyass jaga dete hai
koi qandhar ki waddi se bulta hai Mujhe
zikar qandoz ka aye tu mujhe lagta hai
kat ker sar koi hansta hia,jalata hia mujhe
bomb ki awazain mujhe kuch nahi kehti hain maagar
zakham in bacho ke sone nahi dete hian mujhe
Maa Meri ankhian tu pather ki hue jate hian
nojawaan lashey yeh rone nahi dete hian mujhe
Mere seene per rakho hath

RuLa DoNa Mujhe....!
Maa!Mujhe LorrY SuNaoOo Na
SuLa DoNa Mujhe....!
Maa! Mujhe Neend Nahi ate hai
Aik Mudat se Mujhe Neend nahi ate hai....!

[Khu$h!]

Maawan je na howan zindagi, enj bhanjar lagti ae
jedha din badin khubda jave, oh hanjar lagi ae

akhan da mee jinna wi wase, bujhdi kadi wi nai
jadoo yaad ohdi ban ag mere, seene andar lagdi ae

[Khu$h!]

Maa kainde kiss hasti nu ne
ai odhe kolo tu pooch ke aa

jidhe hisse na odha pyar aaya
na hisse aai koi odhi dua

ai aisa rishta banaya rab ne
jidi koi na kar sake rees koi

pawen lakh dunya wich loki milde
aide warghi na kroran wich cheez koi

rabba tu mawaa kol apne
aini cheethi na bulaya kar

jidha din badin wadhda jawe
oh rog na sanu laya kar

ona naal hi sade honta te
khushian de lage mele ne

wichodhe ona de kardende sare
pheeke khushian de wele ne