TEACHER : What is the chemical formula for water?
PAPPU : "HIJKLMNO! "!!
TEACHER : What are you talking about?
PAPPU : Yesterday you said it's H to O !
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TEACHER : PAPPU, go to the map and find North America.
PAPPU : Here it is!
TEACHER : Correct. Now, class, who discovered America?
CLASS : PAPPU!
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TEACHER : PAPPU, how do you spell "crocodile"?
PAPPU : "K-R-O-K-O-D-A-I-L"
TEACHER : No, that's wrong
PAPPU : Maybe it's wrong, but you asked me how I spell it!
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TEACHER : PAPPU, give me a sentence starting with "I".
PAPPU : I is...
TEACHER : No, PAPPU. Always say, "I am."
PAPPU : All right... "I am the ninth letter of the alphabet."
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TEACHER : "Can anybody give an example of "COINCIDENCE?"
PAPPU : "Sir, my Mother and Father got married on the same day, same time."
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TEACHER : "George Washington not only chopped down his father's Cherry tree,
but also admitted doing it. Now do you know why his father didn't punish
him?"
PAPPU : "Because George still had the axe in his hand?"
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PAPPU : Daddy, have you ever been to Egypt?
FATHER : No. Why do you ask that?
PAPPU: Well, where did you get THIS mummy then?
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TEACHER : What a pair of strange socks you are wearing, one is green and one is blue with red spots !
PAPPU: Yes it's really strange. I've got another pair just like that at home.
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TEACHER : Now, PAPPU, tell me frankly do you say prayers before eating ?
PAPPU: No sir, I don't have to, my mom is a good cook.
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TEACHER : PAPPU, your composition on "My Dog" is exactly the same as your brother's. Did you copy his ?
PAPPU: No, teacher, it's the same dog !
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TEACHER : What do you call a person who keeps on talking when people are no longer interested?
PAPPU: A teacher
Pappu Paas Ho Gaya!!
Zindagi Poem
Zindagi jali, jali zindagi, zindagi jali kuch is tarah
Chandni khili khili chandni, chandni khili kuch is tarah
Dil ke jazbaat, ankho se baayan, baat aise jo chali
Samjhe kai, nasamjhe koi, samjhaye use ye kis tarah,
Zindagi jali jali zindagi, zindagi jali kuch is tarah
Khushiyo ki lehar, hasi ki fuhaar, muskaan kuch aisi khili
Ankho ka Pani, Moti zabani, thamaye na thame is tarah
zindagi jali jali zindagi, zindagi jali kuch is tarah
Chandni khili khili chandni, chandni khili kuch is tarah
Zindagi jali jali zindagi, zindagi jali kuch is tarah
(I have copied this part of poem from the net, n it is written by Sarika)
By - Anoop R
Manzile bhi
uski thi, Rasta bhi uska tha. Ek main akela tha, Kafila bi
uska tha..
Sath-Sath
chalne ki soch
bi uski thi, Fir raasta
badalne ka
faisla bhi uska tha...
Aaj kyo akela
hoon, Dil sawal karta hai, Log to uske the,
Kya KHUDA bhi uska tha....?
Touches your Heart
by: Kanika Ahluwalia
There once was a little boy who had a bad
temper. His Father gave him a bag of nails
and told him that every time he lost his
temper, he must hammer a nail into the back
of the fence. The first day the boy had
driven 37 nails into the fence. Over the next
few weeks, as he learned to control his
anger, the number of nails hammered daily
gradually dwindled down. He discovered
it was easier to hold his temper than to
drive those nails into the fence.
Finally the day came when the boy didn't
lose his temper at all. He told his father
about it and the father suggested that the
boy now pull out one nail for each day that
he was able to hold his temper.
The days passed and the young boy was finally
able to tell his father that all the nails
were gone. The father took his son by the
hand and led him to the fence. He said, "You
have done well, my son, but look at the
holes in the fence. The fence will never be
the same. When you say things in anger,
they leave a scar just like this one. You
can put a knife in a man and draw it out.
It won't matter how many times you say I'm
sorry, the wound is still there. " A verbal
wound is as bad as a physical one.