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.
Shiekh ka beta girl friend k saath ghoom phir k ghar aya to baap ne pocha kitne paise kharch kiye.
Beta: 50 rupay
Baap: Itne ziada
Beta: Us k pass itne hi thay
Sardar Bunks office n goes to home.
He saw his wife with his boss.
He comes back running office and says,
‘baap re, boss ne dekh liya hota to maar daalta.
