Inocent JOke...
A Child Said 2 Pregnant Lady
Child:- Ye Pait Mein Kya Hai ?
Ldy:- Is Mai Mera Pyara Sa,
Cute Sa Baby Hai.
Child:- Itna Pyara Tha To Khaya Qu Moti
Santa to Banta - tumko
kisi se pyar hua hai ?
Banta - haa yaar par vo
manti hi nahi,
Kyu kya kaheti he,
Kaheti hai "I love u 2"
Pata nahi sala ye dusra
kon hai...
Storytelling, you know, has a real function. The process of the storytelling is itself a healing process, partly because you have someone there who is taking the time to tell you a story that has great meaning to them. They're taking the time to do this because your life could use some help, but they don't want to come over and just give advice. They want to give it to you in a form that becomes inseparable from your whole self. That's what stories do. Stories differ from advice in that, once you get them, they become a fabric of your whole soul. That is why they heal you.
Usy Barish Pasand Hai Mujhay Barish Mein Wo...
Usy Hasna Pasand Hai Mujhay Hasti Howi Wo...
Usy Bolna Pasand Hai Mujhay Boltai Howi Wo...
Usy Sab Kuch Pasand Hai Aur Mujhay Bas Wo...
Kabhi Ro Ke Muskuraye, Kabhi
Muskura Ke Roye;
Jab Bhi Teri Yaad Aayi, Tujhe Bhula Ke
Roye;
Ek Tera Hi To Naam Tha Jise Hazar Bar
Likha;
Jitna Likh Ke Khush Hue Uss Se Jayada
Mita Ke Roye!
O drink is mighty! secrets it unlocks, Turns hope to fact, sets cowards on to box, Takes burdens from the careworn, finds out parts In stupid folks, and teaches unknown arts. What tongue hangs fire when quickened by the bowl? What wretch so poor but wine expands his soul?
jab koi itna khas ban jaye, Uske bare main hi sochna ehsas ban jaye toh mang lena khuda se use jindagi k liye isse pahle k wo kisi aur ki sans ban jaye...