Santa : Among My 4 Sons 3 R Engineers
Frnd:4th?
Santa : Useles,Dnt Study, Becam A Barber
Frnd:Y ,Dnt U Throw Him Out
Santa : Coz He''s D Only 1 Who Earns..!
Bachiyon k chakker me larke jate lutt,
Or khatey hain un k bhaiyon se wo kutt...
iss waja se larke larkiyon ko chor detay hain,
Moqa mil tey hi un k bhaiyon ko phor dete hain..
Na kare makeup to un se banda dar jata hy,
Karti hain itna makeup k weight barh jata hy ."->
Ek haseena par nigahain tehri thi,
uski aankhein jheel se bhi gahri thi,
thak gaya mei apne pyar ka ijhar karte-karte,
tab pata chala yaar wo to behri thi..