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.
Reason Of Smile:Ek Ghar Se Har Waqt Hasne Ki Awazain Ati Thi.
Ek Din Ek Sahab Us Ghar Ki Taraf Gae K Itni Khush-Gwar Zindagi Ka Raz Malom Hoske.
Whan Jakar Pocha To Unho Ne Btaya, Ke Mere Biwi Larai Karte Waqt Mujhay Belan Se Marti Hai.
Agar Lag Jae To Wo Hasti Hai Aur Na Lage To Me Hasta Ho :-D
''''Gham ME B MAZA ATA HE,,
Gharibon k ghar bhi khuda aata hai,,
hum to aap ko roz sms karty hain,,
Ek ap ka sms jo worldcup ki tarah har 4saal baad aata hai''''
