I think it creates a little smile on everyone's face :D
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We had our lecture on “Giving Bad News” at my Medical School today. The Doctor ended the hour with these…
Har insaan ka dil bura nahi hota
Har ek insaan bewafa nahi hota..,
Buj jate hai diye kabhi tail ki kami se..,
Har bar kusoor hawa ka nahi hota..!!
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Khamosh Chehre Par Hazaro Pehre Hote Hai ..
Hasti Aankho Me Bhi Zakham Gehre Hote Hai ..
Jinse Aksar Rooth Jaate Hai Hum ..
Asal Me Unse Hi Rishte Gehre Hote Hai ..
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Kisi ne khuda se dua mangi,
Dua mein usne khud ki maut man gi,
Khuda ne kaha, maut to tuje de du magar,
Usse kya kahu jisne teri zindagi ki dua mangi.
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Koi Ro Ke DiL Bahlata Hai,
Koi Has kar Dard chhupata Hai,
Kya Karamaat Hai Kudrat Ka,
Zinda Insaan Paani Me Dub Jaata Hai,
Or Murda Tair Ke DiKhaata Hai..
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Breaking News — This takes the cake
Yesterday, on the 81st birthday of Manmohan Singh, Congress declared that they are going to rename him as Nawaz Sharif….
The Congress feels that this will give them three advantages -
1) Help get Muslim votes;
2) Help in getting more aid from Saudi and other Middle East countries; and
3) Totally confuse Pakistan.
Briefing newsmen, the Congress spokesman said that the name aptly suits Manmohanji, as he has been “Na-Awaz” but totally "Sharif " !!
Neither u can hug urself nor u can cry on ur own shoulder..
life is all about living for one another so live with those who love u the most..
Aur isiliye kehte hai..
Koi Toote Toh Usse Sajana Seekho…
Koi Roothe Toh Usse Manana Seekho…
Rishte Toh Milte Hain Mukaddar Se…
Bas Unhe Khoobsurti Se Nibhana Sikho.. !!!!
Pakistani, Bangladeshi and OUR Sardar are in a bar one night having a beer.
The Pakistani drinks his beer and suddenly throws his glass in the air, pulls out a gun and shoots the glass to pieces.
He says “In Islamabad our glasses are so cheap that we don’t need to drink from the same one twice.”
The Bangladeshi [obviously impressed by this] drinks his beer, throws his glass into the air, pulls out his gun and
shoots the glass to pieces.
He says “In Dhaka we have so much sand to make the glasses that we don’t need to drink out of the same glass twice either.”
OUR Sardar, cool as a cucumber, picks up his beer and drinks it, throws his glass into the air, pulls out his gun and
shoots the Pakistani and Bangladeshi.
He says “In India we have so many Pakistanis and Bangladeshi that we don’t need to drink with the same ones twice.”
Good One SUR Bhai