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Sajday se karbala Ko Bandagi Mil Gai

Sabar Se Ummat Ko Zindagi Mil Gai

Ek Chamman FatIMA(S.A) Ka Ujra

Magar Sarey Islam Ko Zindagi Mil Gai
Itney qareeb say guzar kar gaya hai
Andaaz be rukhi kay num kar gaya hai
Mayat pe mari kharay ho kar anjaan bangaya hai
Kehta hai logon say yeh kon mar gaya hai
Aana mari kabar par aur parna phir Fatiha
Aur phir muskara kar keh dena acha howa mar gaya hai
This msg has No Fat

No cholesterol n No Addictive

this is all natural except, with a lot of sugar. But it can never be as sweet as the one reading it.Happy Birthday
Main Pyaar Ka Mufti To Nhi Hoon Per, Mera Fatwa Hai Yeh...!!
Ghalib..
Jo Chhorr De Raahon Mein, Wo Kaafir Se Bhi Bad'tar Hai...!!
Fathers, be good to your daughters
Daughters will love like you do
Girls become lovers who turn into
mothers
So mothers, be good to your
daughters too.. !
tari gaFaton ko khaber kahan mary hol o dil ph nazer khan,,,

tu jafa ke had man nah aa ska man wafa ke hd sy gujzar gaya
Fathers, be good to your daughters
Daughters will love like you do
Girls become lovers who turn into mothers
So mothers, be good to your daughters too.. !
Twin babies born in a SARDAR’s House. SARDAR G could not sleep whole night continuously thinking? Who is the Father of second!
Teacher: Sam, you talk a lot!

Sam: It’s a family tradition.

Teacher: What do you mean?

Sam: Sir, my Grandpa was a street Hawker, my Father is a Teacher.

Teacher: What about your mother?

Sam: She’s a woman.
English Cricket Team Is A Weird Pack...
The Thinnest Guy In The Team Is Called BROAD,
The Ugliest Is Called SWANN,
The Guy Behind The Wickets Is Called PRIOR,
The Guy Whose Father Is John Is Called PETER SON,
The Guy Whose Father Is Luke Is Called ANDER SON,
The Slowest Fielder Is TROTT.
But They Got One Right :
The Guy Not Making Any Noise With The Bat Is Called BELL... =P =D
Yahan Lehroon Nay Saahil Say Judda Hona Hi Tha
Jis Tarhan Hum Nay Chaha Us Tarhan Hona Hi Tha
Raiza Raiza Ho Kar Beekhra Fizzaon Main Baddan
Chaandni Ki Chaah Main Yeh Haadsa Hona Hi Tha

Hadoon Say Ghuzar Kar Hum Nay Pooja Tha Jinhain
Un Haseen Logon Nay Aakhir Dewata Hona Hi Tha
Ummar Bhar Dil Shaad Rehta Tark-E-UlFat Pay Mera
Ek Baar Tu Woh Poochta Agar Bewafa Hona Hi Tha
Hain Mundaamil Ab Chahatoon K Woh Zakham
Jal K Dil Ki Raakh Nay Aakhir Dawa Hona Hi Tha
Tumharay naam likhta hoon....!!

Tumharay naam likhta hoon...!!
Tumhare naam likhta hun,
Muhabbat aur khusboo ke,
Wafaon ke massarat ke,
Dhadakte dil ke wo nagme,
Jo insano ki dharti par,
Har eek mausam me gaye hain !

Tumhare naam likhta hun,
Akhuwat aur ulFat ke,
Sadakat aur azmat ke,
Wo phoolon jaise afsane,
Jo iss duniyan me logon ne,
Sune hain aur sunaye hain !