The Perfect Husband: Several men are in the locker room of a golf club. A cell phone on a bench rings and a man engages the hands-free speaker function and begins to talk. Everyone else in the room stops to listen. MAN: “Hello” WOMAN: “Honey, it’s me. Are you at the club?” MAN: “Yes” WOMAN: “I’m at the mall now and found this beautiful leather coat. It’s only $1,000. Is it OK if I buy it?” MAN: “Sure, go ahead if you like it that much.” WOMAN: “I also stopped by the Mercedes dealership and saw the new 2007 models. I saw one I really liked.” MAN: “How much?” WOMAN: “$80,000.” MAN: “OK, but for that price I want it with all the options.” ___________________________________________________________________ Molvi apni wife say: jab me mar jaon to samnay walay ghar ki aurton ko zroor bulana. Biwi: wo kyun Molvi: unki aurtain murday se lipat lipat ker roti hain!! _________________________________________________________ PATIENT: MUJHE BIMARI HAI. NA KHAON TO BHOOK LAGTI HAI. NA SOUON TO NEEND ATI HAI. OR ZADA KAM KAR KE THAK JATA HON. DOCTOR:SARI RATT DHOOP ME BETHO THEEK HO JAYO GE _____________________________________________________________ SARDAR SPECIAL: Once a sardar doctor calls his sardar patient on the phone and says ‘Hi, main bol raha hoon!’ The other sardarji replies ‘Kamaal hain, ithe vi main bol raha hoon!’ _______________________________________________________________________ Doctor to Sardar: ‘Aapka aur aapki biwi ka blood group ek hi hai!’ Sardar: ‘Hoga, zaroor hoga! 25 saal se mera khoon jo pee rahi hai!’ _______________________________________________________________________ Mother of Six: Santa Singh had six children and was very proud of his achievement. He was so proud of himself that he started calling his wife, ‘Mother of Six,’ in spite of her objections. One night they went to a party. Santa decided that it was time to go home, and wanted to find out if his wife is ready to leave as well. He shouted at the top of his voice, ‘Shall we go home, Mother of Six?’ His wife, irritated by her husband’s lack of discretion shouted back, ‘Anytime you’re ready, Father of Four!’ _______________________________________________________________________ Banta Died: The phone rang in the obituary department of the local newspaper. ‘How much does it cost to have an obituary printed’? asked miser Santa Singh. ‘It’s 50 Rupees a word, sir,’ the clerk replied politely. ‘Fine,’ said Santa Singh after a moment. ‘Okay then, write this down: ‘Banta - dead’.’ ‘That’s all?’ asked the clerk disbelievingly. ‘That’s it.’ ‘I’m sorry sir, I should have told you - there’s a five word minimum.’ ‘Yes, you should’ve,’ snapped the Santa. Now let me think a minute… okay, here goes: Banta dead. Maruti for Sale.’ ___________________________________________- केही सायरिहरु ********************** Gunghat Mein Tujhe Dekha To Deewanna Hua, Sangeet Ka Taraana Hua, Shamaa Ka Parwana Hua, Masti Ka mastaana Hua, Jaise Hi Gunghat Uthaya Is Duniya Se Ravana Hua _____________________________________________________________ Pani pitaa hain pipe se Apple khataan hain knife se Uski bhi kya life hain yaaron Jooten khataan hain wife se _______________________________________________________ Tere pyaar main deewana hua E chhaliye Tere pyaar main deewana hua E chhaliye ….. Iodex maliye kaam par chaliye _______________________________________________________ kabhi kehte the dost hamare ke “jaan bhi maango to hazir hai”, Aaj apni bivi ko jaan kehte hai , aur maango to inkaar karte hain ______________________________________________________________ Wah re Deewane , Tujhe soojhi Hai Door Ki, Soorat hai LANGOOR ki, Aur Khwahish hai ANGOOR ki. ___________________________________________________________________ Disclaimar :यहा राखियका कुनै पनि रचना मेरा हैनन । कसैलाई आपत्ति भयमा नहेर्नुभय बेश हुन्छ । कसैलाई यही तन्द्र्यो मा अझै केही यस्तै रचना थप्दै जान मन लाग्यो भने मेरो केही आपत्ति हुने छैन ।