Make for me a place within your heart
On which I can depend. For only you
Touch the ancient wellsprings of my tears,
Home through all the wanderings of my years,
Eden that no other can renew,
Root I cannot rend through rage or art.
TEACHER: MJHE WO TEEN ALFAAZ BTAO JO CLASS ME SAB SE ZIADA BOLAY JATE HAIN.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . STUDENT: MUJHE NAHI PATA TEACHER: SHABASH BAITH JAO...!
Doctor: Jab Ap Ko Pata Tha K Chipkali Ap K Mu Me Ghus Rhi Hy To Ap Chup Q Thy?
Sardar: Pehle Cockroch Gya Tha To Muje Laga K Chipkali Usy Pakar Legi.. ;-)
