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.
A husband read an article to his wife about how many words women use a day... 30,000 to a man''s 15,000. The wife replied, "The reason has to be because we have to repeat everything to men...
The husband then turned to his wife and asked, "What?"
Wo khush ikhlaqi.... Wo payari ankhein.... Wo MASOOM sa chehra.... Wo UMDA ZEHAN.... Wo Nice Personality.... Aap ko YAAD Hai??? GOOD.! GOOD.! "Main ab bhi waisi hi hoon"
