ankhon mein ansoo dil bekrar hai,

ankhon mein ansoo dil bekrar hai,
ankhon mein ansoo dil bekrar hai,




arrey aaj to yaad na aa, k aaj itwar hai
  

May, 17 2010     84 chars (1 sms)     2900 views       Funny

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Few Sweetest kisses...

loveliest kiss: on cheeks..

Romantic kissL on lips..

Hottest kiss: On ur Vehicals Silencer...

Yakeen nahi to try kar lena....
What''s The Difference Between P|easur & Torture.................?
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P|easure Is Thinking Of U
&
Torture Is Thinking Of U Too MucH.......... :p
Dil say. Shukria,
Hai
Akilmand
Or
Sweet
Wala
Bhejnay
msg
ye
or
hu
bwakuf
wala
pernay
msg
ulta
me
k
hu
kehta
halfia
"mai"
Ab plz nechay se uper perho.


Hello Janu!

Plz Mera Ye sms Apny Ammi Abbu k Samnay Oonchi Awaz Main Parhna

Ok?

Ready

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Dulha Mil Gaya
Dulha Mil Gaya. :-)
1 Shair ALLAMA IQBAL ka aap ki Nazar...

"Pewasta-e-Shajar se Umeed-e-Bahar Rakh..



Bachay 3 he Achay, Biviyaan to Beshak 4 Rakh :-)
One day de Fat Ram Singh visits Dietitian..

Doctor Said: Run 8 Km for 300 days...


Ater 300 days Ram Singh ne phone kiya....


sir mein slim ho gayi..lekin

Doctor: lekin..?


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2400 km away from home...!


Train main 1 machar 1 chinese k sar pe baitha,
woh usko pakar k kha gaya!

Phir 1 machar memon pe baitha,
us ne pakar k chinese say pocha:
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Khareedo gay?:D:D:D
Teacher Said To Stundent : "How Did You Lose The Fingers Of Your Right Hand, ?"

Studnet : "Sir, I Put Them In Our Pet Cat`S Mouth To Count How Many Teeth She Had."

Teacher : "And Then How Did You Lose Your Fingers?"

Student : "The Cat Closed Her Mouth Tightly To Feel How Many Fingers I Had."
Agar Larkian BHi Masjid me namaz ParHne ati
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To sub LaRke 5 waqt namazi Hote . .=P;-)

(Bolo Hote na)
Employee:Boss Aap Shaadi-Shuda

Logo Ko Hi Naukri Kyon Dete Ho?


Boss:Kyonki Unhe Pehle Se

Hi Gaaliya Khane Ki Aadat Hoti Hai.


A man was crying over a grave and repeating,
Why did you have to die?
Another man approached him and said,
Sir, I dont wish to interfere with your private grief
but for whom do you mourn so deeply?
Your child?
Your parent?
The mourner took a moment to collect himself,
then replied,
My wifes first husband.
poonam ki rat mein chand badal jate hai,
waqt ke sath insan badal jate hai,
sochte hai ki aapko tang na kare,
par sochte-sochte plan badal jate hai.