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Koi Aata Hai Yaad Bohat Sone Se Pehle,
Jo Cheen Leta Hai Aanson Mere Rone Se Pehle,

Ab Neend Bhi Aaye To Mein Sona Nahi Chahti,
Kisi Qeemat Pe Bhi Main Usko Khona Nahi Chahti,

Ho Jaye Wo Kash Mera Mujhe Khone Se Pehle,
Jo Aata Hai Yaad Bohat Sone Se Pehle.

 

Shub Bakhair

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Suno,

Bohat Hi Maan Hai Tum Par, Suno Pas-e-Wafa Rakhna,

Sabhi Se Tum Milo Lekin, Zara Sa Fasla Rakhna,

 

Bichar Jana Bhi To Parta Hai, Zara Sa Hosla Rakhna,

Wo Sare Wasl K Lamhay, Tum Ankho Mein Saja Rakhna,

 

Abhi Imkan Baqi Hai, Abhi Lab Par Dua Rakhna,

Bohat Nayab Hon Dekho, Mujhe Sub Se Juda Rakhna,

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Jee Karta Hai Aap K Pass Aao,
Aap K Pass Aa K Ruk Jaon,
Na Baithon Na Bolon,
Bus Aapki
Aankhon mein
Malty ka chilka nichor k bhaag jaon.
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Happy Orange Season

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A Little Boy Was Doing His Maths Homework, Saying to himself,

2 + 5 the son of bitch is 7.
3+6 the son of bitch is 9.
His Mom heard this and gasped “what are you doing?” the boy answered. ” I am doing my maths home work mom.”
“And this is how your teacher taught you to do it?
Yes, he answered
Infuriated the mother asked the teacher next day.
are you teaching maths to children by saying 2+2 the son of bitch is 4? the teacher started laughing and answered what i taught them was 2+2 the sum of which is 4.