Sardar proposed his BoSs daughter.
BoSs: Jitni teri pay hai us me to meri beti k lye toilet paper b nahi ayega.
Sardar: Jay inni potti krdi ay te fir reyn do.
''''Gham ME B MAZA ATA HE,,
Gharibon k ghar bhi khuda aata hai,,
hum to aap ko roz sms karty hain,,
Ek ap ka sms jo worldcup ki tarah har 4saal baad aata hai''''