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.
I know its your birthday 2day.. i am sure you’ll give me treat in a big hotel.. so i shall talk to u in personal there, coz i dunno to express my feelings in SMS”
''Pahle to tune mujh ko tukh lagae doctor sale aur kehta hai ke paisay maine nhe waseem ne lenay hain sale Faraz hamain to Doctor ne lota waseem main kia dum tha main ne degree wahan se li jahan student kam tha aa raha ho main jald hi sale amjad tere ma ki..................................''
