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.
aaj tum boht afsurda lag rahey ho, aisay lagta hai jaisay tumhein kissi ney mara hai, ghal sujhey huye, sir sey khoon beh raha hai, aur naak to kintni burri tarha zahmi huyee hai,
Girl: Kon Ho Tum?
Boy:Hasrat Tumhari
Girl: Takte Ho Kya?
Boy: Soorat Tumhari
Girl:Karte Ho Kya?
Boy: Pooja Tumhari
Girl: Kafir Ho Kya?
Boy: Aisa He Sahi
Girl: Chahte Ho Kya?
Boy: Muhabbat Tumhari
Girl: Pachhtaogay..
Boy: Kismat Hamari
Girl: Married Hoon Main
Boy:...
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Pehle Kion Nai Bataya Manhoos Maari?