Sunday, January 27, 2013

MeRe DoSt UsEy GaLe LaGaNe LaGe (SmS)

Unki gali se jab mera janazza nikla,
Wo na nikle jinke liye mera janaja nikla,
Unka ghar aaya toh mujhe bhul kar,
Mere dost seeti bajane lage,
Rakh kar mera janaza kambakth use Gale Lagane Lage....

~BeSt~ ReAlItY oF iNdIa

Oh nonononono. Don’t say you
know it. Because you don’t know.
You don’t know how it feels when
people grab your breasts in a
crowded place. You don’t know
how it feels when they stare
straight at your cleavage. When
you suddenly realize that
someone is rubbing himself
against your buttocks in a bus or
a metro. When they peep into
your phone’s screen. When they
pass by you in their superfast
vehicles hitting your breasts or
buttocks, whistling at you, and
telling you all that they want to do
with you. You don’t know when a
man riding a motorcycle passes
by you telling you that he willfuck
you till you cry, and die. You don’t
know when somebody takes his
tongue out and licks his lips to tell
you that he would do the same
with you, then climbs onto a bus
and goes away.
You don’t know how it feels when
your friend comes to you andtells
you that she was hit and slapped
by two bikers on a busy roadof a
busy afternoon. When you see
your girl-friends not being
allowed by their families to leave
their hometowns for their future
studies. When a friend tells you
how an auto-wala stared at her in
his rear-view mirror, drove slow
on normal roads, and speeded it
up near a speed breaker to assert
his masculinity over a female
sitting behind him. When guysask
their girlfriends to take certain
pictures off Facebook, and not
talk to certain men.
You do not know how it feels
when your parents ask your
brother to accompany you
wherever you go; no matter he is
younger than or older to you.
When you have to seek your
parents’ permission a hundred
times before you could go outin a
‘group’ to celebrate a friend’s
birthday. When your mother
scrutinizes you before you could
leave your home. When your
parents call you every evening just
to ensure that their daughteris
back to her hostel safely. When
you can’t go somewhere all alone
because you are simply too scared
of nothing but humans.
The Mukherjis, the Asarams, the
always-have-bee ­n-protected
women, the government-vehi ­cle
users, the Khaps, the chauvinistic
blinds, or the simple unaware
men, you don’t know—anything.
You must not talk. You must shut
up.
.
.
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I read it in another group and
found it worth sharing!

Tuesday, January 8, 2013

¢нαlє נααηє ðσ υѕє (sMs)

¢нαlє נααηє ðσ υѕє кιѕι αυя кι вααнσ мє....,
Jσ ιтηι ¢нαнαт к вααð мєяι ηα нυι......
ωσн кιѕι αυя кι куα нσgι...

кιѕι αυя кι вαнση мєιη яєнкαя (SmS)

кιѕι αυя кι вαнση мєιη яєнкαя
ωσн нυмѕє ωαƒα кι вααт кαятє нαιη.,
уєн кαιѕι ¢нαнαт нαι уααяσ,
ωσн вєωαƒα нαιη уєн נααη кαя внι
нυм υηнι ѕє мσнαввαт кαятє нαιη.....

Friday, January 4, 2013

кєησ αмαкє кσѕтσ ðιує ¢нσlє gєlє..?

кєησ αмαкє єтσ кσѕтσ ðιує ¢нσlє gєlє...?
αмαкє єкα ƒєlє ¢нσlє gєlє...
кєησ αмαкє ναlσвαѕнlє ηα..??.
мαנннє мαנнє мσηє нσє тσмαя ѕαмηє gιує ρяσѕησgυlσ кσяι, кιηтυ αмαя
тσн тσмαя ѕαмηє נασαя ѕαнσѕ ηєι... נσðι αя кσкнσησ кασ к ναlσвαѕнσ тσвє αgє ηιנєя мση к qυєѕтιση кσяσ. נ тυмι кι ѕσттι тαкє lσνє кσяσ? ηαкι кσяσ
ηα...
мαηυѕнєя мση кσкнσησ мιттнє вσlє ηα...

нєαят тσυ¢нιηg ѕтσяу (ƒυηηу ѕмѕ)

α нєαят тσυ¢нιηg ѕтσяу..мυѕт яєαð
мσтнєя: ѕση ι'м ѕσяяу.... ι ѕlєρт ωιтн ѕσмєσηє тнαт ιѕ ησт уσυя ðαð 23 уєαяѕ αgσ. αηð тнαт ρєяѕση ιѕ уσυя яєαl ƒαтнєя.
ѕση: мυм, ωнαт яυввιѕн! нσω αм ι тσ ðєαl ωιтн тнιѕ?
мσтнєя: ι'м ѕσяяу нє ωαѕ му ƒιяѕт lσνє αηð ι ¢συlð'ηт мαяяу нιм.. '¢αυѕє ωє ωєяє σƒ ð郃єяєηт яєlιgισηѕ. нє'ѕ ση тнє ρнσηє αт тнє мσмєηт αηð ωαηтѕ тσ ѕρєαк ωιтн нιѕ ѕση ƒσя тнє ƒιяѕт тιмє єνєя.
ѕση: ησ ι'м ѕρєαкιηg тσ
ησ σηє. мя. ωαlια ιѕ тнє σηlу ƒαтнєя ι кησω αηð тнαт'ѕ ιт!!
мσтнєя: ρlєαѕє ðση\'т вє ѕσ υρѕєт. נυѕт тαlк тσ нιм.
ѕση: σк, ι'll gινє нιм α ριє¢є σƒ му мιηє!
ρнσηє: мσяηιηg ѕση, ι αм мυкєѕн αмвαηι. ι'м уσυя яєαl ƒαтнєя.
ѕση: мαα кι ααααηηккннн...
Ðαð! ðαð! ðαð!!!
тнαηк gσð! σнннннннннннн тнαηк gσð!!!!!!
Lυν υ ѕσ мυ¢н ðαð!!!!
ι αlωαуѕ кηєω тнєяє ωαѕ ѕσмєтнιηg ѕρє¢ιαl αвσυт мє..
тнαηк уσυ ѕσσσσ мυ¢н мυм.
уσυ αяє тнє вєѕт мυм ιη тнє ωσяlð!
мσяαl:
ηα вιωι ηα вα¢ннα
ηα вααρ вαðα ηα внαιуα,
тнє ωнσlє тнιηg ιѕ тнαт внαιуα,
ѕαвѕє вαðα яυρρραιуαααα..! ­!!

GaMe TiMe (SMS)

GAME TIME
Thoda naughty ho jaaeyein....!! ;)
Game bahot simple hai..!!
Sabko bus apne se pehle jisne comment kiya hai uska naam ek movie ke sath likhnahai..!!
______________ ke ghar mei ______________
Eg.. Pari ke ghar me hum dil de chuke sanam...!! :D Mohit ke ghar me rab ne bana di jodi..!! :D
Rohit ke ghar me Hera-pheri:D
Dekhte hai kis kis ke ghar mekya hai :D:D
Abuse = BAN ...!!!!
START !! :D

Wednesday, January 2, 2013

~BaChPaN kI dOsTi~ SmS

Humari bhi thi ek hasti purani. Humari bhi thi ek ajeeb se kahani, kandhe pe tha dosto ka haath, saara jamana jeet lete aisa tha hum yaaro ka sath, sath baith kar karte the masti, jab samosa tha 2.Rs or chaye thi sasti, Dosto k liye kia apna bachpan kurban, aaj wo ban baithe hai is dhadkan ki jaan, chhoti se chhoti bato ko dil se lagaya, fir bhi jate-2 kamino ne khud hansaya, padhai ka to sirf ek bahana tha. Becz school mai to dosto se milne jana tha, marne se pehle yaar ek vaada nibhana, meri kabar pe aakar kehna, "yaar uth kal picture dekhne time pe aana."