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.
Teacher! Btaen KHUSH FEHMI Kia H0ti Hy?
Student! Sir Piche Dekhen Miss Apko Bula Rhi Hy.
Sir Ne Dekha To K0i Nhn Tha.
Student: Sir YEHI CHEZ Khush Fehmi Hy.
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 ;->
