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.
World cup ke shekast k bad inzamam ko bv ne bazar say dahi lane ka kaha to inzamam ne logon k der say burka pehn lia .
burka pehn k Bazar puhuncha hi tha k ek urat ne us se pucha.Tum inzamam ho na?Us ne ghabra k kaha Nhi to Us urat ne kaha Ghabrao nhi Main Yunus Khan hon.
BOY: Apni beti ki shadi mujse kar dain mei apko us k wazan k brabar sona dunga
MEMON: Muje waqt do
BOY: sochne ko?
MEMON: Nahi beti ka wazn barhanay k lyae
