A man was crying over a grave and repeating,
Why did you have to die?
Another man approached him and said,
Sir, I dont wish to interfere with your private grief
but for whom do you mourn so deeply?
Your child?
Your parent?
The mourner took a moment to collect himself,
then replied,
My wifes first husband.
Ladka Bola: Kash ein hasinao ke baap mar jate, Bahana gam ka hota, hum inke ghar to jaate. Ladki Boli: Bewkoof, Yeh bolana bhi paap hoga, Kisi din tu bhi kisi hasina ka baap hoga.
Officer Santa: Madam swimming is restricted in this lake. Lady: why didn't you tell me when I was removing my CLOTHES? Officer Santa: Removing clothes is not restricted.
