I''ve written a poem for you: Twinkle twinkle little star, you should know what you are, and once you know what you are, Mental hospital is not so far.
Sahab:
Tum bathroom mei q ghus aye,
kia tumhain pta nahi tha k main naha raha hoon?
Mulazim:
Hazur galti ho gai,
main samjha tha begum sahiba naha rahi hain;-)
Patient : What are the chances of my recovering doctor?
Doctor : One hundred percent. Medical records show that nine out of ten people die of the disease you have. Yours is the tenth case I''ve treated. The others all died.
