Ek Ladka, Ladki Se Puchhta Hai:
Bachche Kaise Hote Hai ?
Ladki: Chup ... !!!
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. Ladka: Batao Na Plz
Ladki: Nahi Pata =@
Ladka: Plz ..... !!!
Ladki: Thappad Padega Ab Mat
Puchhna ..!!
Ladka : Are Bewakoof Itna Bhi Nahi Pata...
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Bachche Shararti Hote Hai ...
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Moral : Girls Hamesha Boys
Ko Galat
Hi Samajhti Hai...
Santa: Tum Chinese jaisi kyu dikhti ho!
Girl: Mere dad Chinese the.
Santa: Wo kaha hai!
Girl: Mar gaye.
Santa: Oh! Aakhir China ka maal tha, chalta bhi kitna!
kya mangu khuda se tumhe pane k baad.
kiska karu intzar zindgi me tere aane k
baad.
kyun pyar me jaan luta deta hai log…..
mujhe maloom hua tumhe apna banane k
baad.
Unko lagta h ki hum bewafa h
Dariya ke saath terne wali daal
Wo hum hai
Ghut k pav nahi hote
Hume ghutha khane valo..
Agar bharam k us ghut se
Vo hame hamesha yaad karti h to
Wo ghut hum hai...
I miss #heartblock
Wo pyar ka saboot dikhaya kartatha
Aansoo baha kar mujhe manayakrta tha
Ye zindagi sirf tumse wabasta hai
Aksar ye baat mujhe bataya kartatha
Usski baaton mein kuch aisa asartha
Main barish ke bina hi bheeg jaayakarta tha
Sone ki fursat kis ko thi
Wo mujhe sari raat jagaya kartatha
Bechaini jab hadh se barh jaati thi
Wo ji bhar ke galay lagaya kartatha
Wo itni muhabbat karne wala badalgaya
Jo saath nibhane ki qasam khayakarta tha..
In my actual imaginative contact with life, I am vastly more responsive to beauty than to horror - indeed, I never experience real cosmic horror except in infrequent nightmares. However, when I come to record my various imaginative experiences, I generally find that only the horror items have any uniqueness or originality. Others have seen the same beautiful things that I have seen, & have sung them more nobly.
Whatever the situation may be, in the recollection of death there is reward and merit. For even the man engrossed in the world benefits from it by acquiring an aversion to this world, since it spoils his contentment and the fullness of his pleasure; and everything which spoils for man his pleasures and his appetites is one of the means of deliverance.
Namaskar!
Ye hamari “SURYA UDAY” SMS sewa hai…
Isme hum soe hue “aalsi logon” ko jagate hain
aur baad mein Good Morning keh ke khud so jate
hai GOOD MORNING
India me ek Ajeeb-o-Gareeb SMS hai,
Bolta B hai
Chalta B hai
Khata B hai
Monchen hen us ki
Pagri pehnta hai
Naam hai uska?
S=Sardar
M=ManMohan
S=Singh;-)
Mere haathon se gir gayi lakeeren kahin,
Bhool aaye hum apni takdeeren kahin,
Agar mile tumko kahin to utha lena,
Mere hisse ki har khushi apne haathon pe saja lena.
Dharti Tapi To Asman Ka
Dil Bhar Aaya, Chand Roya
To Samandar Me Jwaar
Laharaya, Lekin Ae Dosto
Mera Kafila Jab Luta Jis
Wakt, Na Kisi Ki Aankh Bhari
Na Kisi Ko Pyar Aaya.