MATHAMETICAL POEM.Hum to na 3 me hain na 13 me,Hum se Q 5,7 karte ho,9,2,11 kar k hum ko,Chup k oron se bat karte ho,302 lage gi tum ko,Qatl ki wardat karte ho,420 hai vo jis k liy,Zulf lehra k rat karte ho..!
Ek sardar motorway par cigrate pita hua bhag rha tha us se kisi ne pocha
"kia kar rahay ho?
Sardar:
main dekh raha hun k 1 cigerate kitne kilometre chalta hai.!