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"
Ek Janaza Ja Raha Tha
Bht Log Saath Ja Rahe Thay
1 Sindhi b Janaze k Saath
Mil Gaya
Kisi Ne Kaha
"Kalma-e-Shahadat"
Sindhi Zor Se Bola
"G.A Bhutto" ... ;->
Lady: Is this my train?
Station Master: No, it belongs to the Railway Company.
Lady: Don''t try to be funny. I mean to ask if I can take this train to KArAchi..!
Station Master: No Madam, I''m afraid it''s too heavy... ;->
