A Sardarji goes to a hotel and eats heartily. After eating he goes to wash his hands but starts washing the basin instead. The manager comes running and asks him, "Prahji, aap kya kar rahe ho?" To this the man replies, "Oye, tumne hi to idhar board lagaya hai "Wash Basin".
"The Rate Of Change
Of Intensity Of Love Of
A Girl Towards Boy
Is Directly Propotional
To The Instantaneous
Bank Balance Of The
Boy
And
Direction Of This
Love Is Same To As
Increment Or
Decrement Of The
Bank Balance..." ;->
Sardar: Pata he hmary gaoon me itni sardi parti he k bhensain jama hua dodh deti hen
Pathan: hmary gaon me is se b ziada sardi parti he.
Ek dafa me rat ko so raha tha k meri ankh khuli me ne apni charpai k nechy dekha wahan ek ajeeb c chez thi me ne usy aag py gram kya to awaz ai..
