Our Khaki TIGER''s

Our Khaki TIGER''s
Our Khaki TIGER''s Hunt At Front Of Enemy..
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White LEOPARD Are In Blood Frezing Mountains..
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Our EAGLES Measurs The Hight Of Skys..
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Our SALER''s Know Where Is Depth Of Black Sea..
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Time Lead Us,
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Our Mothers Praying Us..
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Proud That We Are The SON''s Of Mother Land..
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Peopel Called It DEFENCE,
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We Call It LIFE.. !!

~ HAPPY DEFENCE DAY ~
  

Jun, 19 2010     370 chars (3 sms)     3670 views       Decent

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Us waqt mobile kahan tha?
Kabhi to apna dimaagh istamaal kiya karo.
Frequency of my msgs may b less.

but the time i remember U is more.

Thats Y science says tht

frequency is inversely proportional to time.
look at the SUN
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you c TIME..
look in the HEART
&
you c LOVE..
look in the EYES
&
you c LIFE..
look at ur MOBILE
&
c who''s
REMEMBERING U!!!
Friendship Is What I Offered To U..
Peace Is What
I Pray For U. Happiness Is What I Wish For U..
But Rememberance
Is Whti Expect
Frm U
Khuda kry k tumko JUDAI na mile
kisi k dard me TANHAI na mile
ager muje sms na kro to kuch aisa ho
k mosam ho sardi ka or
tumhen RAZAI na mile
people always throw stones in your path

it depend upon u
what do u make from it
a"wall of difficulties"
OR
a"bridge over difficulties"
Life is 3"EEE"

Yesterday is a Experiance,
Today is Experiment,
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Tomorrow is Expectation.

So use your Experiance in your Experiments to achieve your Expactations.
Time is the most playful element because...

It lengthens the minutes when you wait for some1.

& rushes the hours when you enjoy special moments with them.. :-|
"Excellence has always been achieved by those who dared believe that something inside them is superior to circumstances"
Aap Mere Liye 1 Phool Ki Tarha Hain ..

Jisay Hum Chor Bhi Nahi Sakte

Or Tor Bhi Nahi Saktay

tor Liya Tou Murjha Jao Gaye

Chor Diya To Koi or Lay Jaye Ga.!!!
Remember

There Are Three "R''s"

Important In Life

1 . "R"espect For Self

2 . "R"espect For Others

And

3. "R"esponsibility For All Your Actions
We Have No Right To Ask When A Sorrow Comes. . . ''Why Did This Happen To Me. . . ?'' Unless
We Ask The Same Question For Every Joy That Comes Our Way. . .