Fiiza par to asar hawao ka hota hai,
Mohabbat par to asar yadaao ka hota hai,
Koi aise hi kissi ka diwana nahi hota kuch kasoor to nigaho ka bhi hota hai....
Pappu 1st time plane par baitha:
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Jaise hi plane ka agla tyre upar utha, Pappu pilot ko maarne laga or bola -
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Main pehle hi dara hua hu,
or tu pagal stunt maar raha hai!!
The idea of my kids being spoiled, I go to sleep thinking about it. I wake up thinking about. I'm trying to do the right thing. With the amount of money I have, it's difficult to raise children the way I was raised. But I took away the west and north wing of the house for those guys. So, they're not allowed in there.
Aahiste Se Tum Mere Dilme Safar Karna..
Mere Veeran Dilme Tum Ek Ghar Karna..
Milegi Mohabbat Me Lakh Ruswaaiyan..
Magar
Mohabbat Karke Tum Sabar Karna..
Fir Dekhna Kis Tarah Meharbaan Hogi Kismat Tum Par..
Bas
Ek Bar Tum Mohabbat Ki Kadar Karna..!
No society can surely be flourishing and happy, of which the far greater part of the members are poor and miserable. It is but equity, besides, that they who feed, clothe and lodge the whole body of the people, should have such a share of the produce of their own labour as to be themselves tolerably well fed, clothed and lodged.
Teacher- Mai jo Questn Puchu, Uska ANS Phataphat dena.
Teacher- India ki rajdhani ka kya naam hai.?
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Student- PHATAPHAT..
10 years ago
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Ek din pappu samundar me
naha rha tha tabhi achanak dubne lagta hai Doobne laga to usne pooja ki..
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"Hey bhagwan,
agar me bach gaya to garib logo
ko Biryani khilauga..:))
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tabhi Ek jordaar Lehar aayi or usko sahil par phenk diya Pappu ne upar dekh k kaha,
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Kaunsi biryani or waha se jane laga...:p
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Ek aur lehar aayi or pappu ko wapis le gayi..:((
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to pappu kehne laga:"Mera mtlabtha k chicken
biryani ya mutton biryani".
. . . as to moral feeling, this supposed special sense, the appeal to it is indeed superficial when those who cannot think believe that feeling will help them out, even in what concerns general laws: and besides, feelings which naturally differ infinitely in degree cannot furnish a uniform standard of good and evil, nor has any one a right to form judgments for others by his own feelings. . . .
Take off your bedroom slippers, put on your marching shoes. Shake it off. Stop complaining, stop grumbling, stop crying. We are going to press on. We’ve got work to do.