A mother serves her sugar with
A bit of peppermint
To clarify the passages
That carry what she meant
When she first set to bear a soul
Quite separate from her own,
Whom she would cherish, yet must teach
To live and die alone.
Office may Kaam hote hain...
Galtiyo ka sama hota hai....
Aise mausam mein hi to PERFORMANCE jawan hota hai....
Dil ki khunnas BOSS jabaan se nahi kehte...
Ye fasana to appraisal mein bayan hota hai....
sardar g: O teri to mithaai ki dukaan hy,, tera dil nahi karta mithaai khhany ko !!!! 2nd sardar: yar dil to bra krta hy mgr abba g ne mnaa kia hy..... iss liye choos choos k rakh deta hoon...