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.
''Boy&Girl in a resturent
Boy:Ilove u
Girl:Idon''t love u
Boy:But I lov u
Girl:nai
Boy:Waiter hamara alag alag bil le k ana
Girl:Acha na I Love U Too''
It''s the sweetest thing to do. Do it the bed, on a sofa, in the bathroom or anywhere! U must never stop doing it. It''s called Prayer! God bless ur naughty mind.
