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.
Ek Bachay Ne Apni Maa Se Pocha K Insaan Ki Nasal Kahan Se Start Hui,
Mom: Matti Se,
Bacha Mutma-En Na Hua.
Phr Apny Baap Se Yehi Question Kia To Jawab Mila:
"Bandar Se"
Bacha Phr Mom K Pass Aya Or Bola Papa To Ye Keh Rahay Hain.
Mom: Haan To Unho Ne Apni Btai Hai.
