Hindi SMS section
A mock motivational morning message that ends with a blunt request: your messages smell, please just bathe.
Susti bhare jism ko jagate kyun nahi,
Uth kar sab k saamne aate kyo nahi,
Msg bhi tumhara smell marta hai,
Thodi himmat kar k NAHATE kyun nahi...
A missile is launched at someone annoying — it comes back because the target has no brain to explode inside.
>--->
>--->
Ja mere Mizail ja, jo mujhe SMS na kare us k Dimagh me phat ja
<---< arey wapis Q agaya? Mizail: us k paas to dimag hi nahi
Roman Urdu SMS mapping each letter of the alphabet to a human feeling, from trust and longing to forgiveness and memory, landing on zindagi.
zindgi a b c d hai
yakin nahi ?
A aitbaar
B bharosa
C chahat
D dosti
E ehimiyat
F faisla
G gam
H hamdardi
I intazar
J justju
K khayal
L lajja
M mohabbat
N narazgi
O ojas
P pyar
Q qismat
R riste
S samjhota
T tamanna
U umeed
V vishwas
W wada
X x'maa
Y yaade
in sab feelings se milkar banti hai
Z zindagi.......
Sardar's wife made unusually tasty chicken; confesses the bird got a little burnt so she applied Burnol (burn ointment) to it.
Sardar:Begum aaj chicken
bohut maze ki bani hai kia
koi khaas masala lagaya hai ?
Sardarni:Nahi bus zara murghi jal gai
thi wo main ne BURNOL laga di thi.
Roman Urdu SMS on the difference between smiles, which are shared with everyone, and tears, which are kept for those we cannot lose.
kabhi kabhi ansu
muskurahat se ziyadah
special hote hain
is liye k SMILE tu sab k liye hoti hai
Magar ansu sirf un k liye hote hain
jin ko hum Khona nahin chahte
Starts with romantic Urdu — heart leaning toward someone, words stopping at the lips — then prescribes Vicks lozenges for your throat.
Jab kisi ki taraf
DiL jhuknay
lage..
Bat aa kar
zubaan tak
rukne lage
To
TO
To
TO
To
VICKS ki goli lo
Khikhich dur karo...
Sardar tells the air hostess she looks just like his wife; she slaps him; he says: same habit too.
1 sardar airhostess se,
"Aapki shakal meri biwi si bohut milti hai!"
Hostess ne zordar thappar us k mun pe mara..
sardar forun bola:"Adat bhi bohut milti hai"
Roman Urdu summer greeting marking the season's arrival with mangoes, rain, heat, and — with a practical nod — load-shedding.
Aamo ki khsuhbu,
Barish ki bahar,
Garmi ka mosam,
aney ko tayar,
Thori si masti,
Thora sa payar,
Load shading k liye,
raho tayaar,
"HAPPY SUMMER
SEASON YAAR..!"
A child calls his dad a coward for holding his hand crossing the road — and refuses to see it any other way.
1st Child: Mere Papa Bahut Darpok Hain.
2nd Child: Why?
1st Child: Jab Bhi Road Cross Karte Hain,
Meri Ungli Pakad Lete Hain aur kehte chorna mat.
Sardar hit by a truck is still shaking; explains why: the truck had 'Phir Milenge' (See You Again) written on the back.
Sardar ko truck ne takkar mar di
Dost: Yar jo hona tha hogaya
per tu itna dara huwa Q hai?
Sardar: Yar kion k us truck k pichay likha tha
"Phir Milenge"
Captain calls nine young men forward; Sardar refuses to move — he was number ten so only nine were called.
Captain:Naujawanon come forward.
Sardarji does not move.
Captain: You did not move forward, why?
Sardarji: oji you sair 9 jawanon,
I was the 10 in line!
Others changed hearts and destinies; you had nothing to change, so you swapped someone else's slippers at the mosque.
Kisi nay dil badal liya,
Kisi nay dharkan badl li,
Aap k paas kuch nahin tha badalnay ko,
to
aap nay masjid main ja kar chappal badal li:p