Rise To Smileeee……😃😇😆☀️

 इतने अरसे बाद मेहनत रंग लाई , आखिर उसने मेरे मैसेज का जवाब दे ही दिया बोली  दोबारा मैसेज मत करना 

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JAA ENJOY KAR... 

GIFT HAI PAGLE .....

DOST HAI TUM LOG MERE... 

HAPPY FRIENDSHIP DAY....

Kuch dost khajaane ki tarah hote Hain... Mann karta hai zameen me gaad doon 😬 - Happy friendship day !

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ऐसी यारी किसी यार ने निभाई भी ना थी.... वो आया मेरे साथ जबकि उसको आई भी ना थी😀😀😊

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YahaHoNaTum..

Today I want to tell you something wierd. I met many girls who could read my mind. 

Conclusion: girls can read mind.  (Maybe Sixth sense). any girl wants to explain this to me. here or can inbox me. 

Sochiye kitni zaruri baat hogi!!😂😂

BEHOODA (click watch on YT)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MgwM3GKE_9c

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Testing :gm: :mg:

Never seek to tell thy love ......... Love that never told can be ........... For the gentle wind does move .......... Silently invisibly..................... #b'ful lines by William Blake.

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Brn9ciMajlQ

🎵🎵🎵🎵🎵🎶🎶🎶🎶🎼🎼🎼🎼🎼👌👌 https://youtu.be/X6QVOtow798

KIKI DO YOU LOVE ME

sung by my ex-classmate, now happily married..😂😂 please do like video 🙏 https://youtu.be/ZDSj9JVY3Jg

 

If you can keep your head when all about you   

    Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,   

If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,

    But make allowance for their doubting too;   

If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,

    Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,

Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,

    And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;   

    If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim;   

If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster

    And treat those two impostors just the same;   

If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken

    Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,

Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,

    And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings

    And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,

And lose, and start again at your beginnings

    And never breathe a word about your loss;

If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew

    To serve your turn long after they are gone,   

And so hold on when there is nothing in you

    Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,   

    Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,

If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,

    If all men count with you, but none too much;

If you can fill the unforgiving minute

    With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,   

Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,   

    And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!