800 kamro ka mehal ho motiyo se sja ho drbar

800 kamro ka mehal ho motiyo se sja ho drbar
800 kamro ka mehal ho
motiyo se sja ho drbar

Income ho arbon me

Or 200 mercedes car

Sb mil skta he sapno me

Islye jagna ha bekar

Soja merey yaar
  

May, 25 2010     160 chars (1 sms)     1940 views       Funny

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Cheeni Maang Kar Sharminda Na Karain.

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When a Man holds a Woman''s hand

Before marriage,
ITS LOVE;

After Marriage

Its SELF DEFENCE... ;->
''Pehle hath pe
Phir hont pe

Phir ankh pe
Phir gal pe

Aur phir nak pe


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Qadar MAKHIYAN Tang Karti Hain GARMI Main.. Safiullah''
God thought that since
he couldnt b everywhere
he made a mother.

Then devil thought that
he couldnt be everywhere
he made a mother-in-law.
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or pyar ap se pyar kare tu pyar ko itna karu k pyar kisi se pyar na kare
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Ki Botel charhni Paregi so Plz donate

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> > Law Of Love < <

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Of Intensity Of Love Of
A Girl Towards Boy
Is Directly Propotional
To The Instantaneous
Bank Balance Of The
Boy
And
Direction Of This
Love Is Same To As
Increment Or
Decrement Of The
Bank Balance..." ;->
''Larka:Mere sath chalogi GIRL:Kehan?Larka:Jahan tm kaho wahan.
GIRL: 0K Police station chalte hen
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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.