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.
College ki galyon main ajeeb khel hota hay... Class k bahanay dilon ka mail hota hay... Notes ke jagah love sale hota hay... Iss liye to PAPPU her sall fail hota hay...
Boy U r d Sunshine
Of My Lyf !
Widout U Lyf''s Lyk A
Dreamy Cloud !
U r In My Heart Like A
Luvly Drizzle In d Sun !
Girl: Nw Go Further
I''ve 2 Listen More
Weather Report ;->
Sardar kay 8 bachon mein 1 alag dikhta thajab sardarni merny lagi to sardar ny poocha :
"Ab to bata do ye kiska hai?
sardarni: "Ye hi to aap ka hay!";-).
koi gum nahi fir bhi mann udas hai,
koi rista nahi fir bhi ek aas hai,
kahne ko to bahut hai apne,
par tu hi ek khas hai,
jyada khus mat ho ye sab bakwas hai.