An old man tottered into a lawyer''s office and asked for help in arranging a divorce. "A divorce?" asked the unbelieving lawyer. "Tell me, how old are you?"
"I''m eighty-four, " answered the old man.
"Eighty-four! And how old is your wife?"
"My wife is eighty-one. "
"My, my," said the lawyer, "And how long have you been married?"
"Next September we will complete sixty-two years."
"Married for sixty-two years?! Why would you want a divorce now?"
"Because," the man answered calmly, "enough is enough."
Ek haseena par nigahain tehri thi,
uski aankhein jheel se bhi gahri thi,
thak gaya mei apne pyar ka ijhar karte-karte,
tab pata chala yaar wo to behri thi..
Khaaksaar k
dil-e-mohtareeq-o-dimagh-e-muntasher main ye khadsha-o-andesha
mohtashi-o-moqaid hai, k kaheen biradar-e-muhtaram-o-izzat-e-maa-aab banda-e-ranjeeda-o-sanjeeda se khafa-o-naraz to nahi,
k arsa-e-daraz se biradar-e-faatir-ul-aqal ne band-e-haqir-o-faqir ko koi sms nahi kia hai . . . ;->
