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1 khuli bottle ki tarah thi
Roman Urdu SMS comparing a drifting life to an uncorked perfume bottle — until the recipient arrived and, fittingly, became its cap.
Ab tak meri life
1 khuli bottle ki tarah thi,
jisme sab prfume ki tarah ud jata tha.
Par apke aane se sab thik ho gaya.
Khuda kare aap jaisa dhakkn sab ko mile.
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- bottle main Pepsi say zyaada ....
- Heart is like a bottle of perfume
- Eid k chand ki tarah jagmagatay raho
- Aey dost tum ek Mobile ki tarah ho
- Sweet raho CADBURY ki Tarah
- Har koi aap ki tarah MAD nahin hota
- Khuwabon main ayenge SMS ki tarah
- Place a bottle of liquid dish soap into the toilet tank
- bottle main Pepsi say zyaada....
- Bhatakte rahe hai badal ki tarah
- Ap Ki Kami Mehsoos Hoti Hai Kuch Is tarah
- Khuli aankhon se sari umar dehka
- Mar gaye ham magar khuli rahein aankhain
- Mohabbat bhi mausam ki tarah
- Teri dosti hum es tarah nibhain gay,
- Kia koi meri tarah jeet k hara ho ga...
- Agar isi tarah bhool hi jaana tha
- Saaye ki tarah saath rahne wale
- Apni bay basi kis tarah kahain
- Badal ki tarah .....
- Badalna aata nahi humko mousamon ki tarah
- Charger ki tarah
- Meri tarah perfect
- Pyar na rahe to wafa kaun karega
- Mubarak ho aap ko 2027, 2026 k bad
- Mubarak ho EID Ramadan k baad
- 1 machar ko marne se
- Hadees-e-paak
- 1 phool ki tarha
- Har rooz.....
- Hamari qismat to taron jaisi hai
- Aap ka muskurana roz ho
- Hum dono main cute kon?
A funny Roman Urdu miss you SMS comparing how much the sender misses someone to a series of increasingly absurd benchmarks. bottle main Pepsi say zyaada.... used Socks main smell say bhi zyaadaa.... Adnan Sami main charbi say zyaada... Mithai main sweet say zyaada... Pakistan main coruption say zzyaada... I MISS U
Heart is like a bottle of perfume. If u never open it nobody knows the fragrance inside it.. If u keep it always open soon u will loose ur fragrance. So act wisely.
Warm Roman Urdu Eid SMS wishing the recipient to shine like the Eid moon for as long as life lasts. Deep jaltay jagmagatay rahay, Hum apko aap hamain yaad aatay rahay, Jub tuk zindagi hai, yeh dua hai hamari, Aap eid k chand ki tarah jagmagatay raho. EID MUBARAK
A funny, tech-flavored friendship SMS comparing a dear friend to a mobile phone that shows up in dreams, lives in the heart, and can't be silenced. Aey dost tum ek Mobile ki tarah ho, khwab mein atey ho SMS ki tarah, Dil mein bas jatay ho Ring Tone ki tarah; Mohabbat aapki hai Network ki […]
Roman Urdu SMS using brand names — Cadbury, Closeup, Fair & Lovely — as lighthearted templates for how to live well. Sweet raho CADBURY ki Tarah; Fresh raho CLOSEUP ki tarah; BEAUTIFUL raho Fair&Lovely ki tarah; Tension free raho CHILD ki tarah; aur smart raho MERI TARAH (H);
Roman Urdu SMS turning MAD into a complimentary acronym (Most Attractive Dost), reframing an apparent insult as a sincere observation about uniqueness. Har laal rang RED nahin hota, Her murda DEAD nahin hota, Kaisay kahon par yeh sach hai, Har koi aap ki tarah MAD nahin hota... MAD bolay to
Khuwabon main ayenge SMS ki tarah. Dil main bas jayenge ring tone ki tarah, Ye yari kabhi kam na hogi balance ki tarah, Sirf tum busy na hona network ki tarah.
This is not SMS, it's just an April Fool Trick Place a bottle of liquid dish soap into the toilet tank. The next person to flush the toilet will be greeted with an overwhelming amount of bubbles.
A comically exaggerated declaration stacking wild comparisons — Pepsi, smelly socks, political corruption — all to say those three words with a grin. bottle main Pepsi say zyaada.... used Socks main smell say bhi zyaadaa.... Adnan Sami main charbi say zyaada... Mithai main sweet say zyaada... Pakistan main coruption say zzyaada... I LOVE U
Bhatakte rahe hai badal ki tarah, seene se lagalo aanchal ki tarah, gham ke raste pe na chodna akele, warna tut jaynge payal ki tarah.
Basa Hai Ankhoon Main Apka Chehra Is Tarah Gulab Main Khushbo Basi Hoti Hai Jis Tarah Namaz Parh Li Ho Aur Dua Na Mangi Ho Ap Ki Kami Mehsoos Hoti Hai Kuch Is tarah
Khuli aankhon se sari umar dehka, Ek aisa khowab jo apna nahin tha, aaj tak woh shahks dil mein haiiiii, K jo us waqt bhi mera nahin tha...
Wounds too deep to describe, waiting endlessly — died inside but the eyes stayed open. Zakham itnay gehray hain izhaar kia karain, Hum khud nishana ban gaye hain waar kia karain, Mar gaye ham magar khuli rahein aankhain, Ab is say ziyadah unka intezaar kia karain...
A ghazal for love that blows hot and cold like weather — one moment all yours, the next passing by like a stranger. Tum Mohabbat bhi Maosam Ki Tarha Nibhate Ho, Kabhi baraste Ho Kabhi ek boond Ko Tarsate Ho, Pal Mein Kehte Ho Zamane Mein Faqat Tere Hain, Pal Mein Izhaar-e-Muhabat Se Muker Jate […]
Teri dosti hum es tarah nibhain gay, Tum roz khafa hona hum roz manain gay, Per maan jana manany say, Werna yeh bheegi palkain lay k kahan jayaingay
Wo to is soch me sahil pe khara doob gia, Kitna gehra tere darya ka kinara ho ga, Wo mera ho k bhi mehroom raha mujhse Saqib, Kia koi meri tarah jeet k hara ho ga...
Kaash woh naghmay hamain sunaye na hote, Aaj unko sun kar yun aansu aaye na hote. Agar isi tarah bhool hi jaana tha, To itni gehrai se dil me samaye na hote.
Saaye ki tarah saath rahne wale hamse rishtaa tod gaye, hakikat me milna mumkin nahi tha magar khwabon me bhi aana chhod gaye
Eyes can't speak it, lips won't say it — how do you explain that you simply cannot exist without this person. Aankhon ki zuban woh samajh nahin patay, Hont magar kuch bhi keh nahin paatay, Apni bay basi kis tarah kahain, Koi hay jis k bina hum rah nahin patay.
Marti hoi zamee'n ko bachaana parra mujhay... Baadal ki tarah dasht pay aana parra mujhay... Woh ker nahee'n raha tha mairi baat ka yaqee'n... Phir yoo'n hua k mar k dikhhana parra mujhay... Bhoolay say mairi simt koi daikhhta na tha... Che'hray pay aik zakhm lagaana parra mujhay... Us ajnabi say haath milaanay k waastay... […]
Doesn't know how to change like seasons — keeps waiting in every form, loving without measure. Badalna aata nahi humko mousmo ki tarah Har ek roop main tera intezaar karte hain Na tum samet sakogi jise qayamat tak Kasam tumhari tumhe itna pyar karte hain.
A short romantic message asking for the kind of loyalty a phone shows its charger — always knowing when it's needed. Dil badal na dena sim ki terha Mohabbat low na krna battery ki terha Pyar kam na krna balance ki terha Hamesha meri zarurat mehsus karna charger ki terha
I never forget my sincere friends when i see some faults in them i keep patient & just realize that . . . . "ab har koi meri terha perfect tou nahi ho sakta na" ;)
Romantic Urdu verse about loyalty and friendship builds toward a parting shot comparing the recipient to a monkey. Pyar na rahe to wafa kaun karega, Dost na rahe to dosti kaun karega, Khuda salamat rakhe tumhe varna, bandar ki tarah uchal-kood kaun karega
Short poetic Roman Urdu New Year mubarak comparing the greeting to golden sunshine arriving after rain. Sunehri dhoop barsaat k bad, thori si hansi her baat ke baad, usi tarah ho mubarak aap ko 2027, 2026 k baad. Naya saal mubarak.
Warm poetic Roman Urdu Eid greeting comparing Eid after Ramadan to golden sunshine arriving after rain. Suhani dhoop barsat k baad, Thori si hasi her baat k baad, Usi tarah ho mubarak aap ko, Yeh EID Ramadan k baad. EID Mubarak
An SMS guilt-trip comparing stingy messaging to mosquito hunting: killing one bug does not make you a hunter, and two texts won't break the bank. Jis tarah 1 machar ko marne se tum shikari nahin ban jao gey . . . . . Theek usi tarah 2 - 3 SMS karney se tum bhikari nahin […]
Roman Urdu single hadith from Tirmizi: charity wipes out sin the way water extinguishes fire. Hadis-e-Pak "Sadqa gunahon ko is tarah khatam kar daita hai jis tarah pani aag ko buja daiti hai" (TIRMIZI)
Roman Urdu SMS comparing a loved one to a flower: impossible to break or abandon without loss either way. Aap mere liye 1 phool ki tarha hain .. Jisay hum chor bhi nahi sakte or tor bhi nahi saktay tor liya tou murjha jao gaye chor diya to koi or lay jaye ga.!!!
Roman Urdu verse about daily small losses — a breaking dream, a drifting friend — and the pattern of the most-remembered always forgetting first. Har roz koi khuwaab toot jaata hay har roz koi apna rooth jaata hay naa janay meri Qismat main kya hay jisay main yaad karon wohi mujhe bhool jaata hay...
Roman Urdu SMS comparing the sender's fate to stars — not admired like the moon, but called on only to fall. Aap to chand ho jise sab yad karte hain or hamari kismat to taro jaisi hai, hume yad karna to door.Log apni khawahish ke liye hamare tutne ki fariyad karte hain.
Roman Urdu SMS wishing the recipient a lotus-or-rose face each day, a hundred moments of joy, and a thousand of ease. Aap ka muskurana roz ho Kabhi chehra kanwal Tou kabhi rose ho 100 pal khushi tou 1000 pal mauj ho Bas aisa hi aap ka din Har roz ho
Playful Roman Urdu SMS that hands the recipient every compliment — cute, smart, dashing — then takes them all back with a punchline. Hum dono main cute kon? smart kon? dashing kon? sweet kon ?handsome kon? yeh sab tum tow hoo nahe saktay tow bachaa kon...?