In my spare time, I am writing poetry. Here is sample:
Hotness is finished and it is here the pala,
Now can you tell me mujhe kyun nikala?
People adore me, I am leader Mashallah
But you must tell me kay mujhe kyun nikala
Lights are out and there is no gala
Pakistan needs me, mujhe kyun nikala!
Where should I go? Peru or Guatemala?
For you have not told me, mujhe kyun nikala
In Latin American a goat is impala
Why oh why, mujhe kyun nikala
And in China a beer is cute little koala
Tell it to me now, muje kyun nikala
Tears will stop of weeping Himala
When you tell me kay mujhe kyun nikala!
Party mimbers broke into applause. Wazir-e-Azam – Nwaz Sharif, they all chanted. Lastly I asked them, is my question ever going to be answered or will it become one of the great mysteries of life like the following:
- Do twins realize that one of them is unplanned?
- If poison expires, is it more poisonous or is it no longer poisonous?
- Why is the latter W in English called Double U and not Double V?
- Why in olden times everyone had horses and only rich had cars and today everyone has cars and only rich have horses?
- How do we find out that some animals might need glasses?
Hain ji?
NS