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.
1 boy school se
rota hua ghar aya
maa ne pucha:
Beta q ro rahe ho
Boy:
Sir ne boht mara
he mujhe!
Mother:
Sir ne q mara
Boy:
Sir mere dost ko
dant raha tha tou mein ne dost ko tasalii de aur ek misal de..
Mother:
Kon si misaal..?
Boy:
Jo kuttey "bhonkte" hai woh "kaat''tey" nai.:-)
