Mother: David, come here.
David: Yes, mum.
Mother: You really disappoint me. Your results are getting worse.
David: But I will only get my report book tomorrow.
Mother: I know that, but I''m going Hong Kong tomorrow so I''m scolding you now.
TEACHER: MJHE WO TEEN ALFAAZ BTAO JO CLASS ME SAB SE ZIADA BOLAY JATE HAIN.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . STUDENT: MUJHE NAHI PATA TEACHER: SHABASH BAITH JAO...!