Sardar: I hav’nt slept all nite in the train.
Friend: Y?
Sardar: Got upper berth.
Friend: Y did’nt u ecchanged?
Sardar: oye, there was nobody
2 exchange in the lower birth..
I will lend you my shoulder for you to cry on, my ears to listen to you, my hand for you to hold, my feet to walk with you but i can not lend you my heart because it already belongs to you.
Husband: agr tm india me hoti to wha log zror tmhari pooja krty,
Wife:kya me husan ki devi jesi lgti hn?
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Husband:
Nhi yar,
kali mata lgti ho.. =P ;->
