X axis and y axis
X ~ EX
Hindi : Din itne kharab chal le hai, ki koi site pe puch de ki X se duri kitni hai, to itne mai mujhe uski(ex) yaad aa jaati hai 😂
Eng : Days are going that bad, if somebody ask me distance from X, my mind started thinking about her (ex). 😂
Do whatever you want to do ....
The Last Drop of your PEE will fall on your Underwear .
I was out of slumber yet lazy to get out of bed. I picked up my phone and rang him up. " Good morning. I'm still alive. I managed to wake up to see another day. What are you upto?" I asked.
" You know it. I'm sitting with my morning coffee and newspaper. Get out of bed. Get ready and leave for work. Don't be lethargic. But how is that you're up so early?" He asked.
" I don't know. Yeah I'm up so early. I think that female who had come to your house yesterday was hugging you a bit too much. I noticed it. Stay away from that fat woman" I said in a serious tone. He laughed his coffee out of his mouth I suppose. He sounded like that.
" You little wretch. I wish my wife was atleast a litt...
The phrase "its not you, its me" was probably coined by some chinese people looking through an album of family photos.
There once was a man named Jack.
Jack worked in a box called a "building".
Inside this building were boxes called "offices".
Inside Jack's office were boxes called "cubicles".
Jack doesn't like boxes.
Jack would leave work in a box called a "car".
Jack's car sat in a box called a "lot".
Inside the lot were boxes called "spots".
Jack climbs in his car and leaves his spot in the lot.
Jack doesn't like boxes.
Jack lived inside a box called a "house".
Inside the house were boxes called "bedrooms".
In Jack's bedroom there was a box called a "bed".
On Jack's bed was a comfy box called a "pillow".
Jack sleeps on a box with his head on a box inside a box inside a box.
It's funny when people find it fun to believe in rumours just by ignoring the facts.
I've always wanted to know how long "forever" was.
And by looking at peoples relationships it's around 2 to 4 months.
Love is the feeling of turning pages after pages of my favourite novel,
One night stand is the experience with the text books on the night just before the exam.
How to know if you have achieved Inner Peace?
STEP 1: Sit in front of a computer which has a 128Mb Ram
and a very low processor speed.
STEP 2: Use a BSNL broadband Connection.
STEP 3: Open Internet explorer to book a ticket on IRCTC for Tatkal.
If you can do that without abusing anyone.
You've achieved Inner Peace!😜
P.S : I do not own this, I just thought, if you're having a bad day, you could have a laugh. And it probably only makes sense to Indians.
Често ми се случва да имам осъзнати сънища. Понякога съм в пълно съзнание, че сънувам, а друг път само частично, но случи ли се не мога да не се поддам на изкушението да променя нещо в съня си. За себе си съм открила, че се получава по-интересно, ако оставя на подсъзнанието си да измисли сценария, а аз само му задам кой искам да участва. Понякога обаче се получават смешни ситуации, ако в дадения момент не успея да си програмирам правилно съзнанието. Като днес. Когато осъзнах, че сънувам, сънувах някого, а исках да сънувам друг, обаче този, за когото си мислех, е трети, а този, когото казах, че искам, е четвърти човек и подсъзнанието ми ме стрелна с объркан поглед тип ти-какво-искаш-всъщност-п...
A Night to Remember
Light the candles
Start the mood music
I have a very twisted mind
and I know how to use it
See those whips and chains-
they're just mere toys
These thigh high boots I'm wearing
will walk all over you boy
Don't start sweating
The couch you are wetting
When I'm through with you
tonight, you won't be forgetting
Now be a good little doggie
and get on your hands and knees
Place your hands behind your back
So that the cuffs fit with ease
Open your sexy mouth; no, we're
not going to kiss
Close your brown eyes
and get ready for this:
"Come on girls, lets search this loser's place. Yea, get all that shit! The watch, that chain, and that iPhone."
Oh man, this fool was stupid...
On Friday nights, little kids participate in my class. This class allows you to push and pull only but the kids have trouble differentiating a push from a strike.
It's a challenge to partner up with a little child. When they are 5 and 6 years old they're three feet tall and everyone has to adapt. I have to stand lower in my stance even if it kills my knees and I am likely getting pushed in my gut which is normally their chest level. As short as I am they are unable to reach my shoulders without disconnecting. We have to stay connected at all times. They have small hands and tend to grip with their fingernails digging in my skin. Self-control is something that takes a long time to learn.
Kids these days...
Well to say...When I was young at my times, I would listen to my parents and elders and live in joint family
The kids these days listen to their parents, but reason is only to get some work out of them
Back then at my times, love was true and something which was built over years and which made till the end. This generation believes more in instant love and breakups.
Though much has not changed, mischief and teasing used to happen back then and it happens even now, but now the context, place and surrounding has changed.
Playing once used to be on building compounds where people were called going at home and actually even yelled at from the window to come down. Now playin...
One fine evening a couple went out for coffee. Then, at the cafe...
Boy: Why don't you add milk to your coffee? I am sure this tastes weird.
Girl: I love it and prefer it like this only. Any problem?
Boy: No, not at all.
They finished their coffee and looked for a taxi back home. The taxi soon arrived and the boy opened the door for his girl.
Girl: Please you go first. No formalities required.
Boy: I love it and prefer it like this only. Any problem?
Girl: Yes. I feel awkward.
Boy: That's your problem...not mine. Deal with it.
KIDS THESE DAYS
With those eyes full of wonder
What do they wonder
When you tell them a lullaby
They just go so dreamy
The story of a prince coming from the skies in search of his princess oh how they get lost and how muma would make elephant bites and make it eat
The taste of cerolac that powder with skim milk how I used to cry and my mom would sing a lullaby
When now also I love the see saws the swings there we would spend hours just playing building sandcastles how carefree those days were..
Oh bring back those days where we cried a dozen when it hurted a little now it hurts a lot but no cries even a little..
when we put our broken teeth under a pillow and tooth fairy woul...