This poem was nominated 4 best poem of 2005,
written by an African child:
When i born, i black.
When i grow up, i black. When i go in sun, i black.
When i get cold i black. When i scared, i black. When i sick, i black & when i die, i still black.
And u White fellas:
When u born, u pink. When u grow up, u white. When u go in sun, u red. When u cold, u blue. When u scared, u yellow. When u sick, u green. When u die, u grey,
But u call me colored . . . ;->
Husband: agr tm india me hoti to wha log zror tmhari pooja krty,
Wife:kya me husan ki devi jesi lgti hn?
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Husband:
Nhi yar,
kali mata lgti ho.. =P ;->
Saare gawaahon aur bayaano ko madde nazr rkhte hue yh adalat penal code dafa 382 k teht msg prhne wle mujrm ko msg na bhjne k jurm me "kanjos" karar dti hai.. ;-)
SMS karne k fayde
1-Mobil ko jang nahi lagta.
2-Timpas hojata hai.
3-Ap jise karenge wo khush rahega.
4-Contact bana rahega.
5-Apko koi KANJUS NAHI kahega.
