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.
Memon Apne Bache
Ko mar Rha Tha
Us k Dost Ne Pocha-Q
Mar Rahe ho
Memon Ye Toilet Jana
Chahta H
Dost-Tou Kia Hua, Jne
Do
Memon-Nhi, Isy Phr
Bhool :age Gi ;->
santa 2 his wife : light chali gayi hain...bahut garmi ho rahi hain..jara fan on karna...
santa''s wife : kar di na sardaaro waali baat...!! agar Fan on kiya to candle bhuj jayegi na...!!!!
