Ek tanha raat me aap ki yaad aayi
Ek tanha raat me aap ki yaad aayi,
Yaad ko mitane k liye hum ne cigerate jalayi.
Cigirate ne bhi kya kudrat dikhayi,
Dhuwe ne aap ki tasweer banayi.
Ek tanha raat me aap ki yaad aayi,
Yaad ko mitane k liye hum ne cigerate jalayi.
Cigirate ne bhi kya kudrat dikhayi,
Dhuwe ne aap ki tasweer banayi.
Every cigarate you smoke,
decreses your life by 5 minuts.
Sex increses your life by10 mintes.
So basic theme of equation is that
“A FUCKING SMOKER NEVER DIES.”;-)
The great PHILOSOPHY from
a passionate smoker:
“I always think of leaving cigaratte”
But
for thinking I need a cigaratte.
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Its not an empty sms.
Due to fog you can’t see the words.
Happy Fog Day
Dance as if no ones watching,
Love as if its never going to hurt.
Sulook usny mujh se kisi cigeritte ka sa kiya,
Pehly jalaya phir piya paon rakha bujha diya,
Yani talab thi usko meri kuch waqt k liye,
pehly lagaya hont se or phir dhuwen me uradiya,
Apni sansain khench k meri khushbu khud men basa li,
Meri jalti hui rakh ko apni ungliyun se giradiya.
People say that smoking is not good
but it is the way to keep loving
cos
S=send
M=me
O=one
K=kiss
E=everyday