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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">PAPPU Found a Rs. 500 note on the street ... :)<br />.<br />.<br />.<br />He went to a 5 star hotel for Dinner with MUNNI .. ;)<br />.<br />.<br />.<br />Bill ----> Rs. 10001/-<br />He was unable to pay of course. Manager handed him to the police :(<br />.<br />.<br />He Gave the Rs. 500/- to the Policeman & Became free..<br />.<br />.<br />This is called FINANCIAL MANAGEMENT Without MBA.. ;)</span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18288259219193700459noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5466699743890449443.post-22158264833609820602013-06-17T08:00:00.000-07:002013-06-17T08:00:05.086-07:00A very heart touching story - Must Read<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">I was walking around in a Big Bazaar store making shopping, when I saw<br />a Cashier talking to a boy couldn't have been more than 5 or 6 years<br />old..<br /><br />The Cashier said, 'I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy<br />this doll. Then the little boy turned to me and asked: ''Uncle, are<br />you sure I don't have enough money?''<br /><br />I counted his cash and replied: ''You know that you don't have enough<br />money to buy the doll, my dear.'' The little boy was still holding the<br />doll in his hand.<br /><br />Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give<br />this doll to. 'It's the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so<br />much . I wanted to Gift her for her BIRTHDAY.<br /><br /><br />I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my<br />sister when she goes there.' His eyes were so sad while saying this.<br />'My Sister has gone to be with God.. Daddy says that Mommy is going to<br />see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with<br />her to give it to my sister...''<br /><br />My heart nearly stopped. The little boy looked up at me and said: 'I<br />told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I<br />come back from the mall.' Then he showed me a very nice photo of him<br />where he was laughing. He then told me 'I want mommy to take my<br />picture with her so my sister won't forget me.' 'I love my mommy and I<br />wish she doesn't have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go<br />to be with my little sister.' Then he looked again at the doll with<br />sad eyes, very quietly..<br /><br />I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. 'Suppose we check<br />again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll?''<br /><br />'OK' he said, 'I hope I do have enough.' I added some of my money to<br />his with out him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough<br />for the doll and even some spare money.<br /><br />The little boy said: 'Thank you God for giving me enough money!'<br /><br /><br />Then he looked at me and added, 'I asked last night before I went to<br />sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so<br />that mommy could give It to my sister. He heard me!'' 'I also wanted<br />to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn't<br />dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll<br />and a white rose. My mommy loves white roses.'<br /><br /><br />I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I<br />started. I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind. Then I<br />remembered a local<br /><br />news paper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a<br />truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl. The<br />little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical<br />state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the<br />life-sustaining machine, because the young woman would not be able to<br />recover from the coma. Was this the family of the little boy?<br /><br />Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the news<br />paper that the young woman had passed away.. I couldn't stop myself as<br />I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where<br />the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make<br />last wishes before her burial. She was there, in her coffin, holding a<br />beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and<br />the doll placed over her chest. I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling<br />that my life had been changed for ever...<br /><br />The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is<br />still, to this day, hard to imagine. And in a fraction of a second, a<br />drunk driver had taken all this away from him.<br /><br />Please DO NOT DRINK & DRIVE.</span><div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18288259219193700459noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5466699743890449443.post-59698403385329157122013-06-16T22:02:00.001-07:002013-06-16T22:02:28.182-07:00Door of Happiness<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18288259219193700459noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5466699743890449443.post-74254632440079033712013-06-16T21:58:00.000-07:002013-06-16T21:58:01.016-07:00Do not dwell in the past<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18288259219193700459noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5466699743890449443.post-8967368765007694122013-06-16T21:55:00.001-07:002013-06-16T21:55:44.047-07:00Action may not always bring happiness<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18288259219193700459noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5466699743890449443.post-63151164568876809872013-06-16T21:50:00.001-07:002013-06-16T21:50:45.564-07:00Great efforts from great motives<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18288259219193700459noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5466699743890449443.post-36520825732640104102013-06-16T21:45:00.000-07:002013-06-16T21:45:25.402-07:00In the hope of reaching the moon<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18288259219193700459noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5466699743890449443.post-27861211603129241862013-06-16T21:43:00.002-07:002013-06-16T21:43:26.974-07:00Happiness<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18288259219193700459noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5466699743890449443.post-54467825843163539152013-06-06T09:12:00.002-07:002013-06-16T07:40:01.276-07:00Is Google a Boy or Girl<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Question: "Is Google a boy or Girl..???"<br /><br />.<br /><br />.<br /><br />.<br /><br />.<br /><br />Think.<br />.<br />..<br /><br />Think<br /><br />.<br /><br />.<br />.<br />.<br />.<br />Answer : Of course it is a Girl<br />.<br />.<br />.<br />Because it won't allow you to complete your sentence & starts suggesting & guessing at its own..</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi97RS-PTASTAfSzisi3madrwXeQi9aMcAI6JIr440NBiBnu7DmHfrdYtfClEJrnB4evqNY7TZIc99-GLbTfgw4q3iUrZn-g4D_s7yZlndGlvKyX1jKM4Ue3HjZF1wjOozpFOgZgdsWhtc/s320/google.jpg" /></span></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18288259219193700459noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5466699743890449443.post-42130376153319655502013-06-06T08:57:00.004-07:002013-06-16T07:40:41.787-07:00Take the mobile, Play temple Run<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">After watching Yeh Jawaani Hai<br /><br />Deewani, a boy said to his father:<br /><br />"I want to run, I want to fly, I even want to fall, but don't want to stop!"<br /><br />Father replied:<br />.<br />.<br />.<br />.<br /><br />.<br />.<br />.<br /><br />.<br />.<br />.<br />.<br />Take the mobile, and play Temple run.. :P<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSFnA5AEzENhhAcwcGzwv6ukivChz1ZqKrNfoQ_gbcXF3D9EDg_MAOY4aKLTN8K7uPNubtqzRiaVCBQMovbATSrsvsdImsnsDYmBliD_94Er56O7C53YTA2rTSjzrxJ-BJBZfDB5NJTqU/s1600/templerun.jpg"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSFnA5AEzENhhAcwcGzwv6ukivChz1ZqKrNfoQ_gbcXF3D9EDg_MAOY4aKLTN8K7uPNubtqzRiaVCBQMovbATSrsvsdImsnsDYmBliD_94Er56O7C53YTA2rTSjzrxJ-BJBZfDB5NJTqU/s200/templerun.jpg" /></a></span></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18288259219193700459noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5466699743890449443.post-82717864284216557392013-06-06T08:53:00.000-07:002013-06-16T07:41:47.119-07:00Amazing Story, Must Read<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">The husband of the woman started praying to God, with tears rolling out from his eyes, telling God to make her wife to be alive, since the baby came out alive, immediately the doctor finish operating on the woman, Behold the woman was found breathing, everybody in the hospital both the husband were shocked and they begin to thank GOD for such a Miracle.</span><br /><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Now I decree by the name that is above all other names, let there be peace to every storms you are facing, anything that seems impossible in your life, shall be possible beginning from today, kings shall come to your rising, no more delay again in your life, beginning from today you shall experience supernatural speed in whatever you tend to achieve in life and all satanist, Illuminati, witchcraft and evil spirits coming your way will be cast out.</span><br /><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">एक दिन बंता को अनजान नंबर से फोन आया।<br /><br />फोन पर लड़की थी, जो बोली: हेलो, आप<br /><br />कुंवारे हैं?<br /><br />बंता: हां, लेकिन आप कौन बोल रही हैं?<br /><br />लड़की: मैं तुम्हारी बीवी बोल रही हूं कमीने।<br /><br />आज घर आना तो बताऊंगी।<br />थोड़ी देर बाद बंता को फिर एक अनजाने नंबर से<br />फोन आया...<br />फिर से एक लड़की ही थी, जो बोली:<br />क्या आप शादीशुदा हैं?<br />बंता: हां, लेकिन तुम कौन?<br />लड़की: तुम्हारी गर्लफ्रेंड, धोखेबाज!<br />बंता: सॉरी बेबी, मुझे लगा मेरी बीवी है। :P<br />लड़की: बीवी ही हूं कमीने! आज बस तुम घर आओ,<br />फिर बताती हूं।<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxuyQCi-jCHipfOOpAJlJqAwE6Q8b91xUJ9rxpkghUQUcU4F2dnDLIWaFo6ydA5HH9hjmn8SIUka-FiwFLK1WrblzfL7tjXNJWykqF1bD_2Mbo-c-A84MD8YBIyEao-0CCN9M28ztxQQA/s1600/Smiliy1.png"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxuyQCi-jCHipfOOpAJlJqAwE6Q8b91xUJ9rxpkghUQUcU4F2dnDLIWaFo6ydA5HH9hjmn8SIUka-FiwFLK1WrblzfL7tjXNJWykqF1bD_2Mbo-c-A84MD8YBIyEao-0CCN9M28ztxQQA/s200/Smiliy1.png" /></a></span></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18288259219193700459noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5466699743890449443.post-34949555461411635962013-05-30T02:40:00.000-07:002013-06-16T07:35:02.345-07:00Sometimes<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">If I was your boyfriend, I’d never let you go<br /><br />I can take you places you ain’t never been before<br /><br />Baby take a chance or you’ll never ever know<br /><br />I got money in my hands that I’d really like to blow<br /><br />Swag swag swag, on you<br />Chilling by the fire why we eatin’ fondue<br />I dunno about me but I know about you<br />So say hello to falsetto in three two [Pre-Chorus]<br />I’d like to be everything you want<br />Hey girl, let me talk to you [Chorus]<br />If I was your boyfriend, never let you go<br />Keep you on my arm girl, you’d never be alone<br />I can be a gentleman, anything you want<br />If I was your boyfriend, I’d never let you go, I’d never let you go [Verse 2]<br />Tell me what you like yeah tell me what you don’t<br />I could be your Buzz Light year fly across the globe<br />I don’t never wanna fight yeah, you already know<br />I am ‘ma a make you shine bright like you’re laying in the snow<br />Burr<br />Girlfriend, girlfriend, you could be my girlfriend<br />You could be my girlfriend until the ---- world ends<br />Make you dance do a spin and a twirl and<br />Voice going crazy on this hook like a whirl wind<br />Swagger [Pre-Chorus]<br />I’d like to be everything you want<br />Hey girl, let me talk to you [Chorus]<br />If I was your boyfriend, never let you go<br />Keep you on my arm girl you’d never be alone<br />I can be a gentleman, anything you want<br />If I was your boyfriend, I’d never let you go, I’d never let you go [Bridge]<br />So give me a chance, ‘cause you’re all I need girl<br />Spend a week wit your boy I’ll be calling you my girlfriend<br />If I was your man, I’d never leave you girl<br />I just want to love you, and treat you right [Chorus]<br />If I was your boyfriend, never let you go<br />Keep you on my arm girl you’d never be alone<br />I can be a gentleman, anything you want<br />If I was your boyfriend, I’d never let you go, never let you go Na na na, na na na, na na na<br />Ya girl<br />Na na na, na na na, na na na ey<br />Na na na, na na na, na na na ey<br />Na na na, na na na, na na na ey If I was your boyfriend.<br /> <br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://fc05.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2012/322/a/e/the_emotional_range_of_a_teaspoon_by_fantaasiatoidab-d5j3vaz.jpg" width="264" /></span></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18288259219193700459noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5466699743890449443.post-69377177457773412072013-05-29T05:28:00.001-07:002013-06-16T07:38:12.973-07:00Love<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18288259219193700459noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5466699743890449443.post-49192193019200155082013-05-29T05:20:00.001-07:002013-06-16T09:07:03.732-07:00Why are you girls so beautiful?<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Boy : why are you girls so beautiful?<br /><br />Girl : because god has made us with his hands.<br /><br />Boy : How stupid, she is saying as if we are downloaded from net.</span></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18288259219193700459noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5466699743890449443.post-8738312383939360942013-05-29T05:11:00.001-07:002013-06-16T07:45:34.969-07:00Love Is A Post Card<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18288259219193700459noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5466699743890449443.post-49040278238214356932013-05-28T09:26:00.000-07:002013-06-16T07:52:42.950-07:00INDIAN CRICKET TEAM<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">To , <br /><br />INDIAN CRICKET TEAM<br /><br /><br /><br />You had a great vacations in Australia. Please do click some pics and upload , as you have not played a single match properly and had a great trip.......!!!!!!!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Seriously speaking Sachin Tendulkar you are no more good now...... please learn From M.S.DHONI how to get retired.......<br /><br />Ganguly , Srinath , V.Prasad please come back to squad .<br /><br />And REST OF THE INDIAN TEAM - HELL ...!!!! U GUYS PLAY ONLY FOR YOUR IPL TEAMS...........!!!!!<br />GUYS FROM STREETS IN INDIA PLAY MUCH BETTER CRICKET THEN YOU GUYS ....<br /><br />THE SO CALLED WORLD CHAMPIONS SUCK....!!!!!!!!<br />MAKE MONEY IN MODELLING...... AND MAKE MONEY<br /><br />WHITEWASH....!!!!!!!!! U REALLY SUCK AND ARE SPOILING INDIA'S NAME :@ ............ GET LOST FROM INDIAN CRICKET TEAM<br />ESPECIALLY YOU (MR SACHIN TENDULKAR )</span><div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18288259219193700459noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5466699743890449443.post-70891048717693696752013-05-28T09:17:00.002-07:002013-06-16T08:06:08.364-07:00How to Identify Different Citizens of India<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">How to Identify Different Citizens of<br /><br />India:-<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Scenario 1:<br /><br />Two guys are fighting & a third guy<br /><br />comes along, sees them and walks on.<br />That's MUMBAI.<br /><br />Scenario 2<br />Two guys are fighting. Both of them<br />take time out & call their friends on<br />their mobiles.<br />Now 50 guys are fighting.<br />You are definitely in PUNJAB.<br /><br />Senario 3<br />Two guys are fighting & a third guy<br />comes along and tries to make peace.<br />The first two get together and beat him<br />up.<br />That's Rajasthan.<br /><br />Scenario 4<br />Two guys are fighting. A crowd gathers<br />to watch. A guy comes along and quietly<br />opens a tea stall.<br />"Welcome To Kanpur".. :)</span><div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18288259219193700459noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5466699743890449443.post-40572449076688920872013-05-28T09:15:00.002-07:002013-06-16T08:12:58.934-07:00FACEBOOK STORY<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">FACEBOOK STORY :<br /><br />> Add as a friend<br /><br />> Approve<br /><br />> Write something on wall<br /><br />> Intro</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><br /></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">> Everyday chatting</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">> Ask phone number</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">> Texting</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">> Calling</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">> Meet</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">> Express love</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">> Couple</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">> Hangout</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">> Misunderstanding</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">> Fight</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">> Breakup</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">> Un-friend</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">> Block :(</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">> THE END <</span><br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18288259219193700459noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5466699743890449443.post-7837632878292347362013-05-28T09:07:00.002-07:002013-06-16T08:16:55.682-07:00Bezzati Moments<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Bezzati Moments:<br /><br /><br /><br />1. You open Fridge but there are only Pyaz & Tamatar<br /><br />2. When you take 2 hours to scrub your face & your friends says "Tune aj muh ni dhoya" :P<br /><br />3. When your little Bro opens your Inbox & says 'Ye kiska msg hai?' :/<br /><br />4. When teacher ask you a question and you start drama by closing eyes & show that you are remembering the answer, although you never opened a book :D<br /><br />5. When you type a long message and reply comes "K"</span></div>
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