Santa: Oye, ladki dekh, kitni sohni hai.
Bata: Mujhe to uska naam bhi pata hai.
Santa: Kya naam hai.
Banta: Mein bank gaya tha, vahan yeh ek counter pe baithi thi, name plate pe likha tha: Chaalu Khata
Agar Koi Yeh Chahay k Woh Dunia Main Sub Say Alug Nazar Aiay... Woh Jahan Bhi Jiay, To Loog Ussi Ki Taraf Daikhain To Ussay Chahiay k.
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Apni Gardan Utarwa k Chala Phira Karay......
Its a nice feeling when you know that someone likes you, someone thinks about you, someone needs you;but it feels much better when you know that someone never ever forgets your birthday."HAPPY BIRTHDAY".
I travel on bike because i dont have the thing causing motion due to circular motion of rubber shafted along the rod able to track direction over the movement of pistons due to the action of carbon n hydrogen producing flames in a chamber end resulting in the irreversable reaction of energy and gas and causing the friction of rubber along the concrete pebbles.
