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.
Sometimes wen i cry no 1 c my tears,
wen i m woried no 1 c my pain,
wen i m happy no 1 c my smile
lekin…
sala. 1 ladki k saath ghoomay
to sab dekh lete hai..
BOYS Are the most busy generation in the world. On bike 1 hand on clutch 1 hand on accelerator. 1 leg on gear 1 leg on break. 1 ear on music 1 ear on mobile 1 eye on Road 1 eye on girl Nose on breath, Lips on cigrate All tensions 1 Time Phir b Log larko ko Farig kehte Hain… That’s Not fair…
