''Kafi dard bhara sher hai,

''Kafi dard bhara sher hai,
''Kafi dard bhara sher hai,

zara dhyan se padhiyega

Ab unhe dekhne ki aas nahi hai

Ab unhe dekhne ki aas nahi hai

kyunkay ab wo

dekhne mein

itni khaas nahi Rahi''
  

May, 24 2010     180 chars (2 sms)     3147 views       Funny

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Kid: Ammi aaj abbu ne bus main mujhse kaha k Aunty ko bethne k liye jaga de do.
Mom: Phir tumne jaga di?
Kid: No.
Mom: Q?
Kid: Main to khud abbu ki goad main betha tha.
Yeh Jo Hai Na... Yeh Jo Haath Mein Pakra Hai...Yeh Sirf Msg Receive Karne Ke Liye Nahin Hai... Iss Se Msg Jaate Bhi Hain...Try kar k dekhain..Hahaha!
Sardar g: My computer is going crazy..

Shopkeeper: Why, Whats wrong..?

Sardar g: I dont have a keyboard but it still gives a keyboard error. . . . . ;->
How do you expect me to remember your birthday,
when you never look any older?
Puppy dog asked to mummy dog: Mummy who is my Father.Mummy: Baby, keep silence, don''t disturb your Father, he is reading this SMS now.
happy foggy winter


I Love Walking In FOG,

Beacause No One

Can Detect




I M








SMOKING....:P

HAPPY FOGGY WINTERz....
There''s a small gap between confidence and over-confidence .

You can kiss your girlfriend its Confidence .. Only you can kiss your girldfriend is Over-Confidence
Pathan Ko CHirag Milla


Chirag Ragra , Jin Nikla ... Jin Ne Kaha 3 Wishes Batao

Pathan

1 : Aik Bara Bangla hooo

2 : Us Main Me Khub Dolat MAnd log Ho

3 : Mujhe Isme CHOWKIDAR lagwadoooo :D :D
Neend aur susti hamare Dushman hain.(Allam Iqbal)

Hamain apny Dushman se bhi pyar kerna chahiye.(Quaid-e-Azam)

Ab batao benda BABA ki Maney ya CHACHA ki...!!!
Raat ko Pocha Mujhse cHanD sitaron Ne,

Tujhe BhuLa DiYa keYa Tere Jigri Yaron Ne,

Mene B Muskurate Howe Keh diYa,

Lage Honge Kamine BachiYan Phansane Main..
Why women Love gold more
than men ?
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Because gold has 24 carrot
whereas man has only one carrot.


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.