Man sees Sardar-G
standing in d midle of
a huge feild of grass
& notices, He is jst
standing dere,doing
nothing, luking @
nothing
Man asks: Sardar-G
wh8 r U doing ?
Sardar-G: Em trying 2
win a noble prize
Man: How?
Sardar-G: Well I heard
they give d noble prize
2 ppl who r
outstanding in their
feild.. ;->
''''Gham ME B MAZA ATA HE,,
Gharibon k ghar bhi khuda aata hai,,
hum to aap ko roz sms karty hain,,
Ek ap ka sms jo worldcup ki tarah har 4saal baad aata hai''''
