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Would you be interested in acquiring a beautiful lightweight wool evening jacket with a strategically placed triangular vent for superior air-flow?

Have you ever used another person's toothbrush by mistake?

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Short.

Cappuccino or Espresso?

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I bit my dentist as a child. He still remembers it and that's exactly why I go to another dentist.

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Person above me thinks she is a 'spring chicken.'

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Yes!

Baby Moses Perch?

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Dog

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More than once.

Ever burnt yourself with an iron?

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Donkey!

To dye or not to dye?

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Person above me makes fun of senior citizens.

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Mother-in-Law

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Blended yogurt with sugar or salt and odd spices.

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Here is the translation. Its not mine and I'm sorry I don't know where I found it either. I remember saving it from some site. Enjoy.

CHAND SIFARISH

Subahnallah Subahnallah Subahnallah Subahnallah Subahnallah
Subahnallah Subahnallah Subahnallah Subahnallah Subahnallah
Lord be praised!

Chand Sifarish Jo Karta Humaari Deta Woh Tumko Bataa
the moon, while giving us its blessings tells you that…..
Sharmo Haya Ke Parde Giraake Karni Hai Humko Khata
we have to drop the veil of modesty and transgress
Zid Hai Ab To Khudh Ko Mitaana Hona Hai Tujh Mein Fanaa
now I'm determined to obliterate myself and get destroyed (in your love)

Chand Sifarish Jo Karta Humaari Deta Woh Tumko Bataa
Sharmo Haya Ke Parde Giraake Karni Hai Humko Khata

Teri Ada Bhi Hai Jhonke Wali Chu Ke Guzar Jaane De
your charm is like a breeze which touches me and passes
Teri Lachak Hai Ke Jaise Daali Dil Mein Uthar Jaane De
you're as supple as a young branch, which moves me no end
Aaja Baahon Mein Kar Ke Bahaana Hona Hai Tujh Mein Fanaa
find some reason to come into my arms, let me get destroyed (in your love)

Chand Sifarish Jo Karta Humaari Deta Woh Tumko Bataa
Sharmo Haya Ke Parde Giraake Karni Hai Humko Khata[?]

Subahnallah Subahnallah Subahnallah Subahnallah Subahnallah
Subahnallah Subahnallah Subahnallah Subahnallah Subahnallah

Hai Jo Iraade Bataa Doon Tumko Sharma Hi Jaaogi Tum
if I tell you my intentions it'll make you bashful
Dhadkanein Jo Suna Doon Tumko Gabrah Hi Jaaogi Tum
if I let you hear my hearbeats it'll scare you (with it's intensity)
Humko Aata Nahin Hai Chupaana Hona Hai Tujh Mein Fanaa
I can't hide my feelings, let me get destroyed (in your love)

Chand Sifarish Jo Karta Humaari Deta Woh Tumko Bataa
Sharmo Haya Ke Parde Giraake Karni Hai Humko Khata
Zid Hai Ab To Khudh Ko Mitaana Hona Hai Tujh Mein Fanaa

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'…ooooooook, lets leave other talk outside this thread'

Done.

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Kavita ji, you are absolutely right! It is indeed the story about the guy (James Dillingham Young) and the girl (Della) who gave away what was most precious to them to make the one they loved happy for Christmas! Alas! I only wish there were more of the two in the world, though, I see a few not far in attitude and attribute in this forum. Please read 'The Last Leaf.' If you like stories such as these, I would be happy to point you toward other fine examples of the Short Story genre.

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Aww crap! No, it was not an invitation. Sorry ji. Perhaps another time. I really have no intention of showering in the next few days. One must conserve water! Its precious. Lmao.

Kavita ji, sometimes the heat does go to the head! My friend celebrated her birthday yesterday and we had a private bash of sorts at this quaint little restaurant that served North African, Mediterranean and Indian Cuisine. We ordered up a feast and could barely finish it though we were famished. We had Lamb, Chicken, Duck, Grilled Vegetables (Boo, Notice How I Have Everything In Upper Case), Cous Cous, Iraqi Saffron Rice (Bogus), Indian Basmati Rice (Genuine), Afghani Rice (Never had it before so I have no idea) and the regular Hummus, Motabal, Falafel and stuff. I ate a bit of the Duck and Lamb and saved myself for the Mihallabiya (Egyptian I believe) which is out of this world!

Since we were squatting on the floor on diwans, I had to take a deep breath before I stood up. One of my friends, an Aussie, a beer lover with an appropriate belly to boot, needed help getting up. Once on his feet, he promptly ordered another beer for the road and finished it off in a flourish. I don't get the deal with alcohol. Cannot stand the smell and never could stomach the taste.

I went home way past midnight and found out that I had locked myself out of the house. I was searching for the many spare keys that I leave around for occasions such as the one I found myself in, but, could find none. I have a strange feeling that I may have lost them too. I decided to climb in through the window by the kitchen sink and forgot that I had soaked my mugs in a bit of bleach to get the coffee stains out and left them in the sink. I stepped square on the mugs, destroyed most of them and made such an awful noise that lights went on in the neighbor's house. I had to hide in my own home, trying not to laugh, and being as it were, pregnant with an unnatural amount of food, was a very painful thing to pull off.

I finally was able to clean up the mess, and decided to empty my trash at an ungodly hour. Hear this! When I was going out of my front door, I opened the door a bit too fast and the door must have slammed against the wall, pushing the knob of the lock back, in effect locking the door when I closed it behind me. So, deja vu…climbing through the kitchen window again. I cannot recall the last time I was by myself and laughed so much. I was still laughing when I fell asleep. I woke up feeling guilty. It was my friend's birthday, but I seem to have had more fun.

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Marine ji! My kind of Jalapenos are more about the flame and the flavor than they are about the fragrance. The nice smelling Jalapenos are in the Supermarket. The real one is right here….erm…wherever it is I am.

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Perhaps if I start searching just after lunch, I may be able to find Rani ji just before dinner. I have a feeling her mother would be so overjoyed to see her daughter (I sure hope so), that I would be asked to stay for dinner. Ninja, sounds like a plan, right? Whew! Now, where was Rani ji last seen? More importantly, was she carrying any lethal weapons?

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I just started reading O. Henry's short stories again. I've always been partial to stories and poetry over any other genre of literature, especially, the short stories of Fitzgerald, O. Henry, H. G. Wells, Maupassant, Faulkner and Flaubert. If one seeks to read his short stories, it is appropriate to start with 'The Last Leaf,' 'The Gift of The Magi,' 'The Ransom of The Red Chief,' and 'The Green Door.'

I have also begun reading Irene Nemirovsky's 'Suite Francaise.' It is one of those rare works that one feels privileged to hold in his hands. I feel blessed. Word of caution for those cannot stomach any more pain: Steer Clear!

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Always Yum.

Lassi?

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What's a firend? The end of a fire? Lmao…just kidding.

Loyal

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