A man was crying over a grave and repeating,
Why did you have to die?
Another man approached him and said,
Sir, I dont wish to interfere with your private grief
but for whom do you mourn so deeply?
Your child?
Your parent?
The mourner took a moment to collect himself,
then replied,
My wifes first husband.
''kash tum BAKRI hote,
hum tume GHAS khilate or pyar se tumare SING
hilate or puchte msg bhejne me
kanjus kon tu ya main?
to tum pyar
se bolte MAI..MAI..MAI''
Manager 2 Sardar :- Aapki shadi ho gayi ???
Sardar :- Ji haan, ek ladki se hui.
Manager :- Shadi to ladki se hi hoti hai...
Sardar :- Nahi ji, meri bahan ki shadi to ladke se hui......
Ek Shrabi Bus Men Sawar Hua To Seat Pr Bethay Molvi Ne Kaha:
Tum Jahanum K Rasty Pe Ja Rahy Ho
Sharabi Chillaya:
Roko Roko Men Ghalat Bus Men Baith Gaya ;->
