Aaj se 10 saal baad kee baat hai dosto..
Chhibber Pareshaan ,
Pandey heraan,
Kya huaa Bhaijaaan (Pandey ne poochhaa)
jhuki aaankhon se Chhibber ne kahaaaa....
10 saalon se MBA,
9 saalon se shaadi,
8 saalo se kriyaa_kalaap ,
phir bhi naa ban sakaa Baap?
kuch nahin hota(Pandey ne kahaa)
naag devtaa kee pooja karnee padegi,
Har shanivaar, Naag BABA ke paas 1000 rupayon ke saath jaaya kar ,
Aur Ravivaar mere paas Aaya kar ,
Par aanaa akelaa ,
3 agarbati,2 maachis aur ek kelaa,
is baar chhibber ne baat maani,
aur 6 mahine tak chaltaa rahaa pandey kaa kharchaa paani,
Phir ek din ,
Kya Hua chhibber (pandey ne kahaa),
lag rahaa hai khush,
pandey too mahaan hai ,
meri zindagi kee jaan hai!
tera naag dus gayaa ,
main judwaa bachcho ka baap ban gayaa! (chhibber ne kahaa)
5 saal BAAD.....
Pandey:chhibber phir se hai pareshaan ,
Ab kya huaa bhaijaan ?
Chhibber: Yaar main hoo hairan,
aur thodaa saa pareshaan ,
mere judwaa bacho mein ....
Ek ke gaata hai pandey rap,
doosra hansta hai hoh hoh hoh !
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
Saturday, September 20, 2008
History of BRA
History of Bra
Brassiere : A woman's underbodice worn to support the breasts.A term used in America from 1907. In France this garment is called a Soutien-gorge breast supporter.
Years ago, the bra was unknown. In Ancient Rome and Greece, in the third and fourth centuries, women wore simple tunics with no shaping undergarments. This floppy tradition continued on into the twelfth century. Somewhere in the thirteenth or fourteenth century things began to change. A stiff underbodice called a "cotte" was developed and by the fifteenth century it was named a "body" or more appropriately a "pair of bodies" since it was made in two pieces. In Spain they added wire, steel, whalebone, and other forms of reinforcements. It was not a very comfortable garment to wear.In the early part of the seventeenth century, these “iron maidens” became a little softer and more comfortable to wear, and they began to take the shape of corsets.
tailoring was not confined to one sex or the other, most women's clothes were made by women. Except of course for the corset. The excuse was that the strength and skill needed to cut such garments was beyond the capabilities of mere women!The popularity of such body shaping garments rose and fell over the ensuing centuries depending on the general moral attitudes of the times. Somewhere in the 1850's another item was added to the lady's wardrobe. It was a corset cover. It is unclear whether this was designed to protect the corset from the dress or protect the dress from the corset. This item eventually became known as a 'camisole', from the Arabic Kamis, meaning under tunic.The women of 1901 to 1910 took on the look of being mono-bosomed. It was not considered polite to even suggest that she might have two breasts below her clothing.About 1908, the bra took on its supporting role. Contrary to some popular beliefs, the bra was not invented by the German named Otto Titzling, but rather it came about through the efforts of the French seamstress and corsetiere Hermione Cadolle, Paul Poiret, and an American described as 'Lucile' In 1913, a New York lady by the name of Mary Phelps Jacobs was preparing to go to a dance. She disliked the tight and restrictive corsets of the day so she used two handkerchiefs, and a pink ribbon to design the first model of what was to become the modern bra. She patented the design in 1914 under the name of Caresse Crosby. Due to poor marketing or other causes, the product didn't sell well, so she sold her patent rights to Warner Brothers Corset Company for $1500. Today the patent is worth at least $15,000,000.During the time of WWI, the 'flat' look came into vogue. During this time, large breasts were a detriment to social standings. The well endowed woman tried breast binding clothing of different designs and even attempted to lose the extra bustline by dieting. One of the garments that was popular in those times was the Symington Side Lacer. It was a bust bodice that could be tightened to achieve the desired shape. It was popular from 1921 through 1925. By the 1930's the true female shape was becoming more popular and the diminutive word "bra" had come into more general use. After many centuries of hiding, the female breasts began to demand recognition. Jean Harlow, Mae West and other movie stars of the time began to show just "what they were made of" and they weren't a bit shy about it.. About this time Rosaline Klin, director of the Kestos Corset Company, started experimenting with a pair of hankies, just like Mary Phelps Jacobs back in 1913.Rosaline took two hankies, folded them crosswise and joined them into one piece with a small overlap in front. With these two triangles she sewed shoulder straps at the top points and secured the other ends of the straps at the back of the triangles. She then attached pieces of elastic at the back and they came around the front to fasten under each breast. This Kestos bra was popular through the 30's, 40's and into the early 50's.In 1935, The Warner Brothers company introduced cup sizes in bras. They seemed to be keen observers of the obvious when they stumbled onto the fact that women were different shapes and sizes. Warner Brothers introduced the "alphabet bra" in cup sizes A, B, C & D. This was a bit short sighted because, later, they introduced AA and DD. Today they are available in even larger cup sizes. The British were a bit slower to adopt this system and instead, preferred the nomenclature Junior, Medium, Full and "Full with Wide Waist".WWII caused a more austere look in underthings. Utilitarian was the way to go in order to support the war efforts. Fancy lace was dropped in favour of functional design (perhaps the lace was needed for the "Klingers" in the services). Even after the war ended, many women continued to make their intimates from strips of old nylon or silk parachutes. The magazine Stitchcraft printed in a 1945 issue, a pattern for a crochet bra. It was reported to be quite comfortable and agreeable to wear aside from the faint trellis pattern left upon removal.The late 40's and 50's saw the bra again gaining in popularity. Lana Turner became known as the "Sweater Girl" with her cone shaped breasts becoming the most pinned up projectiles in the business. Jane Russel gained some notoriety by having her outstanding assets wrapped in a special garment designed by none other than that famous recluse Howard Hughes.In the early 50's, Maidenform began to market a successful line. Perhaps those more mature ladies among us will remember those lines. "I dreamed I went ...(you fill in the words from your favourite ad here)...in my Maidenform bra". I still remember seeing those ads in my mother's copy of Redbook and other women's magazines of the time.The "Merry Widow" was produced to coincide with the 1952 film of the same name, starring Lana Turner and the original "Merry Widow" foundation worn by Miss Turner was a full length corselette. This was cut with attractive panels of black and white lace, incorporating slim panels of black elastic yarn net. A heavy duty zip was inserted behind a velvet backed, hook and eye flange and the whole garment was lined with nylon voile. Nine long spiral wires were cased in black satin. It was a terrific garment.. Lana Turner is reputed to have said, "I am telling you - the "Merry Widow" was designed by a man. A woman would never do that to another woman."To this day, "Merry Widow" is the generic for a corselette bra in the United States.For those of us who are not so well endowed, there have been many attempts to enhance the figure. Back in 1799, a "Bosom Friend" was available. It included a quilted pad that tied around the bosom and it had a complete molded front made of wax. This obviously was not designed with the hot Phoenix summers in mind. Many other bust improvers of several designs were contrived over the years, such as the "Lemon Bosoms" in 1847, so named because it appeared to look like two lemons cut in half lengthwise. In 1905 the Neene Bust Improver was made from cup shaped perforated metal discs weighing only "3/4 oz. the pair". From the looks of them, they could have doubled as tea strainers. In 1947, Frederick Mellinger of the famed Frederick's of Hollywood began marketing the new look. His firm was dedicated to fixing the flat and falling bosom. He introduced a foam rubber falsie and also designed an inflatable bra. From all accounts, the inflatables were not reliable, being apt to spring a leak, whistle air, or according to rumors, explode at high altitudes.Today of course we have a much more sophisticated selection available to us. Bird seed, Jello, water, and various other kinds of fillers have been used to fill in those areas which are devoid of shape. The best still seems to be the mastectomy prosthesis if you can afford it.As a closing note, Madona should be mentioned. She has variously been described as a Barbie doll come to life, a woman who has stepped straight out of a comic strip. Her famous "cone" bra was designed by Jean-Paul Gaultier. When she wore this bra on her "Blonde Ambition" tour in 1990. Her image and her bra were firmly etched into the mind of the public. The "bullet" was actually a design concept of the corsetieres, Rigby and Peller. It was based on an antique breastplate worn by Italian soldiers, intimidating and protective at the same time.It has been said that every time fashion starts showing off the bosom, it heralds some catastrophic event or change in society. The onset of war, recession or political upheaval seems to bring out the breast in women.
Given the present political and economic situation, it seems that the bra manufacturers better start getting geared up for some really great sales years.
Friday, September 12, 2008
Old Memories
Songs stir old memories, most of the time as I have known people, songs have made them weep or sad at least. People also become happy or nostalgic after listening to few songs, but there are rare instances when a song has brought back a memory so funny that you laughed for so long that people around you considered taking you to a doctor.
I listened to one song today, called Honth Rasiley. Here is the link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=301IwZPsQQI
Notice how the people smack their lips when they say honth rasiley, this is where the story starts.
Place: Chamba, Uttaranchal, India
Date: Early 2008
We had an off-site sponsored by our office. Getting drunk was allowed and booze was so much abundant that some of my colleagues replaced water with alcohol. Some smelled so strongly of alcohol that I suspect they even brushed and bathed in alcohol.
It is in such sozzled state man commits foolish acts of acting wise. At night time, at peak of party when DJ was playing the mentioned song at its loudest, one of the alcoholic pest comes along with a torch and asks me to watch him dance. I have to admit that alcohol does something to strengthen the nerves, the so-called dance of his involved doing the same lip-smacking action in front each girl and flashing the torch at their... ahem... b's and b's. As if this was not enough, few more drones who smelled like gutter water, came along to provide him support and demand more action. “Flash at her b$$$”, “Flash at her a##” were the requests floating in air. The drones were ostensibly being very discreet with their demand. Sadly, discreetness leaves the moment alcohol takes over control, the result was that their barely audible whispers were enough to wake up a sleeping lioness seventy kilometers away.
Hearing such whispers a girl sitting near me (others were dancing or drunk) got up and went away, and that was embarassing for me because I was only at a wrong place at a wrong time. I too had had enough and hence decided to leave, but alas, the way fate takes turns! I was walking back to my room when a friend, who hardly drinks came up to me in a sad state. The sadness was induced by alcohol, my presence must have done something to aggravate his sadness because on seeing me, he started weeping. Yet, when I thought that this was the worst it could get, fate took me to deeper waters. My friend thought that his weeping has made me suspect his masculinity and hence, as a proof, he delivered the ultimate punchline “do you think I am weeping so much because I am a girl (sobbing in between), no sir I am not (sob), should I show you my penis?”. That unsolicited offering did not stir me as much, as the fact that the same girl, who had left the dance floor, was standing within an earshot. Although it was night, but you could have seen me glowing red with embarrassment.
That was yesterday, when I was embarrassed, today when I look at things in retrospect – the mere mention of song is enough to bring a smile on my face. Hope that you enjoy too!
PS: events told are real, however, it did not happen to me but to my friend CD. I thought it was much better to relate it as if it happened to me than to write in third person.
I listened to one song today, called Honth Rasiley. Here is the link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=301IwZPsQQI
Notice how the people smack their lips when they say honth rasiley, this is where the story starts.
Place: Chamba, Uttaranchal, India
Date: Early 2008
We had an off-site sponsored by our office. Getting drunk was allowed and booze was so much abundant that some of my colleagues replaced water with alcohol. Some smelled so strongly of alcohol that I suspect they even brushed and bathed in alcohol.
It is in such sozzled state man commits foolish acts of acting wise. At night time, at peak of party when DJ was playing the mentioned song at its loudest, one of the alcoholic pest comes along with a torch and asks me to watch him dance. I have to admit that alcohol does something to strengthen the nerves, the so-called dance of his involved doing the same lip-smacking action in front each girl and flashing the torch at their... ahem... b's and b's. As if this was not enough, few more drones who smelled like gutter water, came along to provide him support and demand more action. “Flash at her b$$$”, “Flash at her a##” were the requests floating in air. The drones were ostensibly being very discreet with their demand. Sadly, discreetness leaves the moment alcohol takes over control, the result was that their barely audible whispers were enough to wake up a sleeping lioness seventy kilometers away.
Hearing such whispers a girl sitting near me (others were dancing or drunk) got up and went away, and that was embarassing for me because I was only at a wrong place at a wrong time. I too had had enough and hence decided to leave, but alas, the way fate takes turns! I was walking back to my room when a friend, who hardly drinks came up to me in a sad state. The sadness was induced by alcohol, my presence must have done something to aggravate his sadness because on seeing me, he started weeping. Yet, when I thought that this was the worst it could get, fate took me to deeper waters. My friend thought that his weeping has made me suspect his masculinity and hence, as a proof, he delivered the ultimate punchline “do you think I am weeping so much because I am a girl (sobbing in between), no sir I am not (sob), should I show you my penis?”. That unsolicited offering did not stir me as much, as the fact that the same girl, who had left the dance floor, was standing within an earshot. Although it was night, but you could have seen me glowing red with embarrassment.
That was yesterday, when I was embarrassed, today when I look at things in retrospect – the mere mention of song is enough to bring a smile on my face. Hope that you enjoy too!
PS: events told are real, however, it did not happen to me but to my friend CD. I thought it was much better to relate it as if it happened to me than to write in third person.
Monday, August 4, 2008
Traits of CD
CD has some essential traits which makes him perfect for doing marketing jobs, namely:
- He can sensationalize issues very well
- He comes to you and says "I am frust (frustrated) today" or "I have a new data point" and then leaves. It is for you to guess the reason, either you follow him and ask or use your imagination
- He is very well informed about the surroundings and latest gossips
- He eats with both hands, talks with his mouth full and never closes his mouth while eating (I am sure it is important in some way, but I can't make out how)
- He has crush on a girl who is half his size
- He talks fluently, if you are having a dull moment with CD then you have confused some other person for CD
- He can make friends with anybody - except for one girl of his college. That too is because he saw her naked once and she got upset because CD did not pass his compliments for which he is so generous
- He loves another girl nicknamed Chhibbi - for some reason known only to him
Bahiyon main FRUST hoon...
bc pata nahin kyon...par aaj main bahut frust hoon...kaam karne ka bilkul bhi man nahin kar raha...kya karoon...tariq mujhe bhi apni maal provide karo...shayad kuch mood theek ho...
-Chibbz
-Chibbz
BYE-BYE Mailz
Babbu's Bye bye mail
From: Vinay Pandey
Subject: For the last time: hoh hoh ho ho ho
My dear friends,
You all have been my pillars of support in EVS. Whatever the problem, I just cannot imagine how I would have tackled it without your support; this mail is to thank you all.
If a day went without a cribbing/babe-analysis session with Chhibber, I considered it a wasted day. If I could not see Bhak/Tauts trying (desperately and fanatically) to emulate his favourite cricket shot then it was a day without laughs – by they way, I too have got addicted to balling action!
Mamu – I wish I could borrow his cool-as-cucumber attitude. And whenever I got frustrated, which happened more than 2500 times in a day, all I had to do was lean over my desk and murmur Koser.
Aneesh, who became my friend from second day onwards in EVS, I enjoyed brainstorming on the loM concept with him! Roopak – how I could have survived without the free parking at his house and DADA (Dipayan Mukherjee), I enjoyed troubling you more than anyone in EVS!
Ankur, the babe-magnet – it was wonderful to have you around. Though I stilladvice that you should not get too much burdened with work. Rishabh – the IIM Calcutta dude, it was fun to conduct thas sessions with you.
My friends, I would like to thank each of you for all the wonderful moments. You already have all the information to remain in touch with me.
All the best to everyone!
Yours sincerely,
Vinay Pandey
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Rishabh's byebye mail
From: Rishabh Gupta
Subject: Adios!!!
Hi all,
Here is another in this season of goodbye mails. It’s been nearly one year and most of it, especially since I moved into my current seat, has been worth remembering. A big thanks to you all who have made the journey much easier. Moving on to the special mentions
· Maroo, Pinky, Gogna, Pawan (his nick is indecent), and Yogiraj – Had a wonderful time with you all. The endless thass, rarely held parties, late night football/f.r.i.e.n.d.s were all awesome times. Please study hard so that you all can join me next year.
· Chhibber – His propensity is to imitate a certain celebrity who made a quite a name during the first season of Big Boss. And he can kill an hour long discussion with one line. Keep the deadly PJs and adages coming. We all love em.
· Tariq – I totally adore and admire this guy. Die hard cricket fan, but he’ll lose a bet to me, a freak of nature, but in some ways the only sane person around.
· Ankur – The youngest of the family of workaholics. Personifies the cliché ‘work hard party harder’. And NSIT education means that he is hugely talented.
· Pandey – My brother from Xavier’s. Deftly combines the suave sophistication of an MBA and the rawness of Azamgarh. Pandey rap ho jaye ek last baar?
· Koser – Great actor and great mailer. I’ll give you my insti email id.
· Sinha sir – Gyaan ka saagar. I have learnt a lot from you. Thanks and my best wishes are with you.
· Arijit and Anuj – The first few months in EVS were a pain and you helped me settle in. Thanks for sessions. And Arijit, thanks for the roshogollas – simply awesome.
· Anshuman, Arpit, RKS, Keks, Gaurav – super group of individuals. Period. But I have to add this for Keshav, he possesses the Kek-walk and has about 15 different reasons for it.
· Mohit, Kashif, Payal, Raina, Paras, Anosh, Avichal, Gitesh, Deepak – Thanks for chipping in.
· Pratyush – learnt a lot of management fundae from you. These will hold me in good stead in future.
· Abhay, Hrishikesh, Amit, Raman, Sid, Abhishek – PMs, CM, friends, guides, dudes J
· Last but not the least, Donal and Sarah – You have contributed tremendously to my growth as a professional. Thank you.
Some action points
We need to improve the sex ratio in the group. It’s starting to become a differentiator in the international market. Corporate citizenship and all that.
We need to hold lot more parties for team bonding. I am sure Harpreet will take care of this.
I would love to remain in touch with all of you. Please drop your contact info on any of the following.
Mobile : xxxxxxxxxx (removed due to security reasons)
Yahoo : xxxxxxxxxx (removed due to security reasons)
Orkut : xxxxxxxxxx (removed due to security reasons)
Hope to bump into you sometime, somewhere.
Regards,
Rishabh
From: Vinay Pandey
Subject: For the last time: hoh hoh ho ho ho
My dear friends,
You all have been my pillars of support in EVS. Whatever the problem, I just cannot imagine how I would have tackled it without your support; this mail is to thank you all.
If a day went without a cribbing/babe-analysis session with Chhibber, I considered it a wasted day. If I could not see Bhak/Tauts trying (desperately and fanatically) to emulate his favourite cricket shot then it was a day without laughs – by they way, I too have got addicted to balling action!
Mamu – I wish I could borrow his cool-as-cucumber attitude. And whenever I got frustrated, which happened more than 2500 times in a day, all I had to do was lean over my desk and murmur Koser.
Aneesh, who became my friend from second day onwards in EVS, I enjoyed brainstorming on the loM concept with him! Roopak – how I could have survived without the free parking at his house and DADA (Dipayan Mukherjee), I enjoyed troubling you more than anyone in EVS!
Ankur, the babe-magnet – it was wonderful to have you around. Though I stilladvice that you should not get too much burdened with work. Rishabh – the IIM Calcutta dude, it was fun to conduct thas sessions with you.
My friends, I would like to thank each of you for all the wonderful moments. You already have all the information to remain in touch with me.
All the best to everyone!
Yours sincerely,
Vinay Pandey
------------------------------------------------------------
Rishabh's byebye mail
From: Rishabh Gupta
Subject: Adios!!!
Hi all,
Here is another in this season of goodbye mails. It’s been nearly one year and most of it, especially since I moved into my current seat, has been worth remembering. A big thanks to you all who have made the journey much easier. Moving on to the special mentions
· Maroo, Pinky, Gogna, Pawan (his nick is indecent), and Yogiraj – Had a wonderful time with you all. The endless thass, rarely held parties, late night football/f.r.i.e.n.d.s were all awesome times. Please study hard so that you all can join me next year.
· Chhibber – His propensity is to imitate a certain celebrity who made a quite a name during the first season of Big Boss. And he can kill an hour long discussion with one line. Keep the deadly PJs and adages coming. We all love em.
· Tariq – I totally adore and admire this guy. Die hard cricket fan, but he’ll lose a bet to me, a freak of nature, but in some ways the only sane person around.
· Ankur – The youngest of the family of workaholics. Personifies the cliché ‘work hard party harder’. And NSIT education means that he is hugely talented.
· Pandey – My brother from Xavier’s. Deftly combines the suave sophistication of an MBA and the rawness of Azamgarh. Pandey rap ho jaye ek last baar?
· Koser – Great actor and great mailer. I’ll give you my insti email id.
· Sinha sir – Gyaan ka saagar. I have learnt a lot from you. Thanks and my best wishes are with you.
· Arijit and Anuj – The first few months in EVS were a pain and you helped me settle in. Thanks for sessions. And Arijit, thanks for the roshogollas – simply awesome.
· Anshuman, Arpit, RKS, Keks, Gaurav – super group of individuals. Period. But I have to add this for Keshav, he possesses the Kek-walk and has about 15 different reasons for it.
· Mohit, Kashif, Payal, Raina, Paras, Anosh, Avichal, Gitesh, Deepak – Thanks for chipping in.
· Pratyush – learnt a lot of management fundae from you. These will hold me in good stead in future.
· Abhay, Hrishikesh, Amit, Raman, Sid, Abhishek – PMs, CM, friends, guides, dudes J
· Last but not the least, Donal and Sarah – You have contributed tremendously to my growth as a professional. Thank you.
Some action points
We need to improve the sex ratio in the group. It’s starting to become a differentiator in the international market. Corporate citizenship and all that.
We need to hold lot more parties for team bonding. I am sure Harpreet will take care of this.
I would love to remain in touch with all of you. Please drop your contact info on any of the following.
Mobile : xxxxxxxxxx (removed due to security reasons)
Yahoo : xxxxxxxxxx (removed due to security reasons)
Orkut : xxxxxxxxxx (removed due to security reasons)
Hope to bump into you sometime, somewhere.
Regards,
Rishabh
Friday, August 1, 2008
Babbu Rap ...hamara anthem
HONEY SINGH CHOOT (HIPHOP) LYRICS
Honey singh (honey singh)
Baadshah… choot.. vol 1
[chorus ]
Kenday pechayian pindaan ney teree mari
Saaday lun ney we khichee ey tyaari
Fudi teri aj ley kay jaoon
Jey nai liti tey main jatt na kwahoon
Kenday pechayian pindaan ney teree mari
Saaday lun ney we khichee ey tyaari
Fudi teri aj ley kay jaoon
Jey nai liti tey main jatt na kwahoon
Aja teri choot maroon
Tere sir se chudney ka bhoot utaroon
Choodney key baad tujhe jutey maroon
Tere mooh main apna lora dey key mooth maroon (yeah)
Kar doon teri fuddi kharab
Merey jesa koi nahin meree bhudi kharab
Terey baad tere post
Bas yahi kaam kaaj mera
Kar doon ga khush tujhe
Luraa ley key naach mera
(honey singh & Baadshah)
Choda hoga tujh ko hazaroon ney
Mehngay mehngay kamroon mein
Lambi caroon mein
Bollywood key baray baray sitroon ney
Per merey lund jeesa dum naa bicharoon mein
Mein karoon din raat ek
Guzar merey saath ek raat …dekh
Terey jesey maine toree ek raat mein…
Aazma key dekh ley, dum kitni hai baat mein
Kenday pechayian pindaan ney teree mari
Saaday lun ney we khichee ey tyaari
Fudi teri aj ley kay jaoon
Jey nai liti tey main jatt na kwahoon
Gora badaan teri patli kamar
Solaan(16), sitraan(17) saal ke umar
Rehti tip top… sunti hip hop
ley key chaloon tujh ko main CANDY SHOP
ch.. ch ..choos mera lura
aja choos mera lura
chaat merey tatte jaise aaloo ka pakoora
to hai choot ke rani
main hoon lodon ka raja
aja aja mere rani meri bansuri bajaja
thoda uuper thoda neechey
zara haat to bataa
dekh ne dey laal fudi zara jhat to hata
moon khool apna
mera naam to chilaa
baadshah,baadshah keh key GAAND to hilaa
honey singh
lun..lun..lun utey…
honey singh
lun utey laya appan sanday da tail
chood chood ker doon mein fudi teri fail
putt putt mommey tere waday kardoon
kano sharmawey elay lun phar too
oey gaal kar to ……… Main tah bada paad doon
laa lei barian nu kundi booha bund kar to
merey lun da waar jewen chaley talwaar
aj cheer do mein teri patiala salwar
maar maar chupey tenu pai gaye si chaskey
hun mare chika jadoon payaa wich kas ke
aja lun teh to beja tera pose banawaan
aj nai kaal nai rooj banawaan
…..
Khoono Khoon Hoje kachi jive dul gayi dava
Chap chap marey kasey jatt sari sari raat
Oh mera naa honey singh rati batiyaan bujhwaan
Nawi gadeyaan chalawaan naley fudiyaan sujaawaan
Kenday pechayian pindaan ney teree mari
Saaday lun ney we khichee ey tyaari
Fudi teri aj ley kay jaoon
Jey nai liti tey main jatt na kwahoon
Kenday pechayian pindaan ney teree mari
Saaday lun ney we khichee ey tyaari
Fudi teri aj ley kay jaoon
Jey nai liti tey main jatt na kwahoon
Choooooooooot...
If u can do this hip hop
Here we are
The Choot from Honey Singh
This Is choot Exclusively for you
Honey singh (honey singh)
Baadshah… choot.. vol 1
[chorus ]
Kenday pechayian pindaan ney teree mari
Saaday lun ney we khichee ey tyaari
Fudi teri aj ley kay jaoon
Jey nai liti tey main jatt na kwahoon
Kenday pechayian pindaan ney teree mari
Saaday lun ney we khichee ey tyaari
Fudi teri aj ley kay jaoon
Jey nai liti tey main jatt na kwahoon
Aja teri choot maroon
Tere sir se chudney ka bhoot utaroon
Choodney key baad tujhe jutey maroon
Tere mooh main apna lora dey key mooth maroon (yeah)
Kar doon teri fuddi kharab
Merey jesa koi nahin meree bhudi kharab
Terey baad tere post
Bas yahi kaam kaaj mera
Kar doon ga khush tujhe
Luraa ley key naach mera
(honey singh & Baadshah)
Choda hoga tujh ko hazaroon ney
Mehngay mehngay kamroon mein
Lambi caroon mein
Bollywood key baray baray sitroon ney
Per merey lund jeesa dum naa bicharoon mein
Mein karoon din raat ek
Guzar merey saath ek raat …dekh
Terey jesey maine toree ek raat mein…
Aazma key dekh ley, dum kitni hai baat mein
Kenday pechayian pindaan ney teree mari
Saaday lun ney we khichee ey tyaari
Fudi teri aj ley kay jaoon
Jey nai liti tey main jatt na kwahoon
Gora badaan teri patli kamar
Solaan(16), sitraan(17) saal ke umar
Rehti tip top… sunti hip hop
ley key chaloon tujh ko main CANDY SHOP
ch.. ch ..choos mera lura
aja choos mera lura
chaat merey tatte jaise aaloo ka pakoora
to hai choot ke rani
main hoon lodon ka raja
aja aja mere rani meri bansuri bajaja
thoda uuper thoda neechey
zara haat to bataa
dekh ne dey laal fudi zara jhat to hata
moon khool apna
mera naam to chilaa
baadshah,baadshah keh key GAAND to hilaa
honey singh
lun..lun..lun utey…
honey singh
lun utey laya appan sanday da tail
chood chood ker doon mein fudi teri fail
putt putt mommey tere waday kardoon
kano sharmawey elay lun phar too
oey gaal kar to ……… Main tah bada paad doon
laa lei barian nu kundi booha bund kar to
merey lun da waar jewen chaley talwaar
aj cheer do mein teri patiala salwar
maar maar chupey tenu pai gaye si chaskey
hun mare chika jadoon payaa wich kas ke
aja lun teh to beja tera pose banawaan
aj nai kaal nai rooj banawaan
…..
Khoono Khoon Hoje kachi jive dul gayi dava
Chap chap marey kasey jatt sari sari raat
Oh mera naa honey singh rati batiyaan bujhwaan
Nawi gadeyaan chalawaan naley fudiyaan sujaawaan
Kenday pechayian pindaan ney teree mari
Saaday lun ney we khichee ey tyaari
Fudi teri aj ley kay jaoon
Jey nai liti tey main jatt na kwahoon
Kenday pechayian pindaan ney teree mari
Saaday lun ney we khichee ey tyaari
Fudi teri aj ley kay jaoon
Jey nai liti tey main jatt na kwahoon
Choooooooooot...
If u can do this hip hop
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The Choot from Honey Singh
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suna hain Shamir pit gaya
bhaaiyon I have this news....and am sure most of you might not be knowing...I have heard that rajdev(rj hereafter) ne shamir ko pitwa dia hai.....
well babba told me yesterday...but fir maine anosh se uska QC karvaya to poori baat pata chali....
As per him hua yoon ki shamir ne rj ko bahut tang kia hua tah...to rj ne usse badla lene ki thaan li....ek din jab shamir apne scooter pe office se ghar jaa raha tha to rj aur uske boyfriend ne shamir ko overtake kar ke rokaa...aur uski maiya ka chaiya chaiya kar dia...tab se shamir ki phatti padi hai...
yeh baat rj ne payal ko batai...aur payal ne anosh ko....aur usne mujhe..:)
baaki aur kuch update hui to bataaoonga...TC
well babba told me yesterday...but fir maine anosh se uska QC karvaya to poori baat pata chali....
As per him hua yoon ki shamir ne rj ko bahut tang kia hua tah...to rj ne usse badla lene ki thaan li....ek din jab shamir apne scooter pe office se ghar jaa raha tha to rj aur uske boyfriend ne shamir ko overtake kar ke rokaa...aur uski maiya ka chaiya chaiya kar dia...tab se shamir ki phatti padi hai...
yeh baat rj ne payal ko batai...aur payal ne anosh ko....aur usne mujhe..:)
baaki aur kuch update hui to bataaoonga...TC
Necessasity invention ki maa hai
Hello brothers,
It was a sad day in our bakchodi ful life today.....babba chala gaya hum sab ko chod kar...
jab se ricster hamein chod ke gaya tha ....since that day I was feeling a sense of itching in my pubic hair...aur aa jab babbe ki mail dekhi to ahsaas hua ki us itching ka ilaaj kya hai..
haan bc haan....I realized it today that one day no two people in our group will be working together...every one will take different paths...and that will be the point when we will miss these moments....
to mere dimaag mein fatak se ek idea aaya...aur maine shatak se ek blog bana dia...ab hum kahin bhi hoon aur kuch bhi kar rahe hoon...we can contribute to this noble cause of bakchodi through this blog...
One word of caution....
It was a sad day in our bakchodi ful life today.....babba chala gaya hum sab ko chod kar...
jab se ricster hamein chod ke gaya tha ....since that day I was feeling a sense of itching in my pubic hair...aur aa jab babbe ki mail dekhi to ahsaas hua ki us itching ka ilaaj kya hai..
haan bc haan....I realized it today that one day no two people in our group will be working together...every one will take different paths...and that will be the point when we will miss these moments....
to mere dimaag mein fatak se ek idea aaya...aur maine shatak se ek blog bana dia...ab hum kahin bhi hoon aur kuch bhi kar rahe hoon...we can contribute to this noble cause of bakchodi through this blog...
One word of caution....
- We will never use our names in this blog....but will use code words such as babba, ricster, mamu, MR (that's me), taut, kosco, and CC (chota chawla)
- For security reasons, we will not sensationalize or publicize this blogg to any one...especially in office
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