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.
Sheikh Sb on death bed: Pinky,my wife, r u there?Wife: Yes i m.Sheikh Sb: Kids r u there?Kids: Yes papa v r here.Sheikh Sb:To ullu k patho dukan pe kon hai?
Ye scooty kab li? Sardar:kal raat 1 larki mujhe scooty per bohot dur le gai,sab kapde uttar kar boli jo chahiye lelo,mai ne scooty le li,kapro ka mai kya karta.
