I wish u lov,i wish u joy,May u hav a baby boy.Wen his hair begin to curl,May u hav a baby girl,Wen she begin to wear pins,May ALLAH giv u twins.Wen they reach d age of four,May u hav many more..U DONT WORK ON ANY SCHEME..May u hav a Cricket Team...AMEEN
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.