I''ve written a poem for you: Twinkle twinkle little star, you should know what you are, and once you know what you are, Mental hospital is not so far.
Father : You bunked your paper Yesterday.. How dared u..? Son : Papa.. It was too difficult. Father: How do you know it was too difficult...when u didn't even attend the paper.. Son : Papa.. I knew it 5 days before.. Paper out hogaya thha..!
Ye sMs Sirf Aapko Khush Karnay k Liye Hai
Ye Aap k Pass Aaya To Mobile Ki Light On Hui, Wo Light Dekh k Aap Khush Honge k Chalo MULK Me Kahin To Light Hai . .