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.
Aik Orat Kisi Molvi Nu Time de k na aai,molvi intizar krda rya,intzar krn to baad Masjid wich gia tay speaker nu on kr k kainda."Hazraat.! Changi nai keti"
Woh PYAR hi kya, jisme JUDAAI na ho.......
Woh ISQH hi kya,jisme LADAAI na ho......
Woh DIL hi kya, jisme DARD na ho........
Aur woh MOBILE hi kya, jisme mera SMS na ho.....!!
