aik hathi nay chand chuntiyon ko chaltay chaltay kuchal k mar dya ghalti say.ab chyuntion n us hathi say badla lyne ka plan bnaya.plan.jab hathi ither say guzray ga to us ko tree k uper say jump laga k mar day gay."sab chyuntiyan tree p char hi rahi the k hathi uther say guzarnay laga.1 kamzor si chunti charhatay hue us p pehlay hi gir gaye.peechay say us ki sathi chuntion nay awaz lagaye."PHEY DAY SU PHAY DAY SU
Surkh ankhon say wo jab hamein dekhtein hain
Hum gharbra kar ankhein jhuka letay hain
Kaun milay un ankhon say ankhein
Suna hai who ankhon sa apna bana letay hain
Itna Aaa jaoe passand tum KHUDA ko..!!
K tumhari Qabooliyat ki ye sorat ho...!
Bin Mangay tum ko mil jaye sub kuch..!!
K DUA ko Khud tumhare Hath ki Zaroorat ho..!!
God has 4 gifts for U: A key for every problem, a light for every shadow, a plan for every tomorrow & a joy for every sorrow. Enjoy God''s Gift forever.
Hitler said: "There is no word like IMPOSSIBLE in my dictionary" . . Pathan said: Ab bolne ka kya fayida Hitler bhai? Jab Dictionary khareedi thi tab hi check karni thi na?
