Lab-pe-aati hai duaa ban k tamanna meri,Zindagi ek LOVER ki sorat ho Khudaya meri,IMPRESS muj se her ek larki ho jai,Meri ek nazar pe dil apna wo de jai,Ho meri JEANS se mere badan ki zeenat,Jis tarhan MAKEUP se hoti hai HUSAN ki zenat,Ho mera kum scho0l,College k bahir FLURT krna,Her haseen larki ki MAA se b mohabat krna,Mere ALLAH parrhaayi se bachana muj ko,ISHQ ki jo raah ho ussi raah par CHALANA mujh ko.
A sardar went 2 international cookin contest. Wen judges came 2 him,
he was movin spoon in empty karhai.
Judge Asked: kya bana rahe ho...?
Sardar: Pagal..
Sheikh Sb k betay ki shadi thi.. sub Mehman intizar kr rahe thy k kab sheikh sb khanay ka bolen gey.. Raat k 2 baj gaye to sheikh sb se bhi raha na gaya .. unho ne garamjoshi se kaha.. sub 4,4 ho ker beth jayen..sub mehman khush ho gay k khana khulney wala hy.. phir sheikh sb ne sub k agay Tash pattay rakh diye k khelo