Duniya me sirf 7 chiz famous hai,
bole to 7 wonders.
1 apun 2. apun ka style 3. apun ka awaz,
4. apun ka smile 5. apun ka face,
6. apun ka sms, Aur 7. apun ka Dost.!!
Mohabt Ki Mahfil Me Aaj
Mera Zikar Hai, Abi Tak Yaad
Hu Unko Khuda Ka Shukar Hai,
Unki Dhadkn Me Meri Yaad
Abi Baki Hai, Ye Haqiqat
Mere Jine Ke Liye Kafi Hai.
डॉक्टर: आपके लिए दो ख़बरें हैं एक अच्छी और एक बुरी।
मरीज: अच्छी वाली खबर क्या है?
डॉक्टर: आपके मरने में सिर्फ 24 घंटे बाकी हैं।
मरीज (आश्चर्य से) बोला: क्या! और बुरी खबर?
डॉक्टर: मैं आपको यह बात कल बताना भूल. Tha
Men agree that justice in the abstract is proportion, but they differ in that some think that if they are equal in any respect they are equal absolutely, others that if they are unequal in any respect they should be unequal in all. The only stable principle of government is equality according to proportion, and for every man to enjoy his own.
Ek Bewafa Ne Zakhm Diya Bade Shauk Se,
Phir Ghar Bolaya Bina Kisi Rok Tok Ke,
Us Bewafa Ne Yu Kiya Mere Zakhmo Ka Elaj,
Marham Bhi Lagya To Kanto Ki Nok Se.
Hum Whiskey Nahi Pite, Hum Rum Bhi Nahi Pite;
Hum Gam Bhulane Ke Naam Pe, Jaam Hi Nahi Pite;
Aggar Mil Jaye Yaaron Ki Mehfil;
To Khuda Ki Kasam, Hum Kisi Se Kam Nahi Pite!
I'm not talking about blind optimism, the kind of hope that just ignores the enormity of the tasks ahead or the road blocks that stand in our path. I'm not talking about the wishful idealism that allows us to just sit on the sidelines or shirk from a fight. I have always believed that hope is that stubborn thing inside us that insists, despite all the evidence to the contrary, that something better awaits us so long as we have the courage to keep reaching, to keep working, to keep fighting.
पत्नी: सुनिये जी, मुझे एक नई साड़ी ख़रीदनी है।
पति:मगर तुम्हारी अलमारी तो साड़ियों से भरी पड़ी है।
पत्नी: अरे वो साड़ियाँ तो सारे मोहल्ले की औरतें देख चुकी हैं।
पति (झल्लाकर): तो फिर साड़ी क्या लेनी, मोहल्ला ही बदल लेते हैं।
Phool ki shuruvat kali se hoti hai,
Zindagi ki shuruvat pyar se hoti hai,
Pyar ki shuruvat apno se hoti hai aur
"Din" ki shuruvat aapse hoti hai good morning...from KISHOR UPASE B...
Hum Agar Aapse Mil Nahi Paate,
Aisa Nahi Hai Ki Aap Hamein Yaad Nahi Aate,
Maana Jahan Ke Sab Rishte Nibhaye Nahi Jaate,
Lekin Jo Dil Me Bas Jaate Hain Unhe Bhulaya Nahi Jaata….
A man complained that on his way home to dinner he had every day to pass through that long field of his neighbor's. I advised him to buy it, and it would never seem long again.
As to spelling the very frequent word though with six letters instead of two, it is impossible to discuss it, as it is outside the range of common sanity. In comparison such a monstrosity as phlegm for flem is merely disgusting.