Master ne bache ki roti kha kar usko kaha: Beta ghar ja kar mera naam to nahi bataogy na ? . . Bacha:Nahi aster G,mein Ammi ko kahunga k meri Roti Kutta kha gaya.
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.
An MBA Student to a Sweeper:
"Mere Pas Degree Hai,Knowledge Hai, 4 Logon Mein Izzat Hai.
Tere Pas Kya Hai?"
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Sweeper Proudly replied:
"Mere Pas Job Hai"
