once a king ask hisunshi k uski beti k leye larka dhondo
munshi ne beti ki omer pochi..
king:18
munshi:agar 18 saal ka na mila tu 9-9 saal k do le ao..
''Banta is crying loudly.
Banta`s brother asks: Why are you crying?
Banta: My mother died.
Banta`s Brother: What a co-incidence! My mother died too! Boo hoo hoo!''
Sardar dukhi tha, Kis Ne Pucha " Kya tention me ho?
Sardar: Yar ek dost ko plastic surgery ke liye 2 lakh diye the, ab saale ko pehchaan nahi pa raha hoon