I''ve written a poem for you: Twinkle twinkle little star, you should know what you are, and once you know what you are, Mental hospital is not so far.
Ek pathan or sardar ki khob pitai hue. Dono birthday party me muft ka khana khaty huay pakray gaye or kehne lagay, . . . . . . “Hum larki walo ki taraf se hain“
Baap:
Beti tum muje
pehle PAPA kehti thi,
Ab tumne muje DAD kehna Shuro kardia,
Kya waja hai?
Beti:
Cmon DAD, PAPA kehne se lipstick kharab ho jati hai..