Btao ye konsa zamana hy?

Btao ye konsa zamana hy?
TEACHER :Btao ye konsa zamana hy?


Main naha rha hon



Tum naha rhe ho



Wo naha rhi hy

Ham sab naha rhe hyn

STUDENT:sir, ye

BEGHAIRTI ka Zamana hy.
  

May, 13 2010     172 chars (2 sms)     2740 views       Funny

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Nice na...?? =P ;->
Height Of Cowardice:
2 Persons Fighting Through Sms

Height Of Helplessmess:
Receiving No Sms For A Weak

Height Of TimePass:
A Person Snding Sms To HimSelf

Height Of Achievement:
A Person Snding Sms To A Girl Wanting To Become Frnds & Getting A Reply

Height Of Expectation:
Snding Pakistani Team An E-mail, Wishing Them To Win A Match.

Height Of Having No Work:
U r Reading Such Long Sms . . . ;->
Na wo iqrar karti hay.
Na wo pyar karti hay.
Larki cheeze hi aise hay.
balance k liye pyar karte hay.


Paki-Nursery Poem 2009

Baby Baby ...

Yes Mama !!



Eating Sugar ... ?



Are You KIDDING MAMA ... ? =P =D
I Pray Tht
Any Person Who Tries
To Steal Our
Happiness

May His Hips Begins To
Itch Badly
&
His Arms Grow Shorter
So Tht He Can''t Reach
His Hips To Scratch It ;->
Life Main Kabhi Comptomise Kerna Parey Tou. . .
Don''t Hesitate . . .
B''coz
Jhukta Wo Hi Hai Jis Main Jaan Hoti Hai
Aur Akar Hi Tou Murday Ki Pehchaan Hoti Hai . . . ;->
A man who surrenders when he''s wrong, is Honest. A man who surrenders when not Sure, is Wise. A man who surrenders even if he''s Right, is a Husband.

Wife: If I die what will u do?
Husband: Main paagal ho jaun ga!

Wife: Will u marry again after I die?
Husband: Pagal kuch bhi kar sakta hai
Khawateen O Hazraat!
Roza Iftar Kr Lijiye.. Aftari Ka Waqt Ho Gya Hai.
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From: All Pakistan Chiri Roza Association;-)
Judge ( Chor Se ) : Maalik K Hote Huey Tum Ne Ghar Main Chori Kaise Ki . . . ?

Chor ( Sharmate Huey) : Aap Seekh Ker Kia Karain Ge Sahab . . . ;->
Girls are like roads,more the curves,more the dangerous they are.
Education is such a wonderful and precious thing...
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I wonder why it is wasted on us... ;->