Once in a rain there was an old man standing with a book in his hand for sale.
A man came to him & asked for buying.
He sold the book for Rs. 3000 & said,
"DON''T OPEN LAST PAGE OF THE BOOK"
Else you face problem.
Man finished reading all pages with great fear but not last page.
Out of his curiousity he opened the last page one day.
Then he was shocked to see,
Ek chooha sharab k drim mein gira,bahar nikal kar mast hokar sath mein soi huwi Billi ki dum pe paon rakh kar bola: . . . . . "UTH MUNNI, CHULBUL PANDEY TERA DANCE DEKHNE AYA HAI"
Wo ankh bohat payari thi jo hum ne us ko mari thi Wo joti bohat bahri thi jo us ne hume mari thi Hum to muft main e pit gaye Ghalib Hamain to ankhon ki bimari thi.
