ek dafa ek hindu,muslim aur sardar ji kharay hote hain apne ek britisher dost ke saath.britisher poochta hai “tumhaare favourite flowers kaun kaun se hain?”
hindu kehta hai “mujhe LOTUS pasand hai.”
britisher kehta hai “main LOTUS ko toilet paper ki jaga use kerta hoon.” ye sunker hindu ghusse main aajata hai ke LOTUS ko ye toilet paper ki jaga istemaal kerta hai.
Muslim kehta hai “mujhe CHAMELI pasand hai.”
britisher kehta hai “main CHAMELI ko bhi toilet paper ki jaga use kerta hoon.”
so,muslim bhi ghusse main rehjata hai.
Sardar ji se briithser poochta hai “sardar ji aap ko kaunsa phool pasand hai?”
sardar ji bolit hain “CACTUS!ab ker le saaf.”
ek baar Pakistan k border per india ki side per india apne do fauji kharay kerdeta hai chupa ker aur unhain sakht orders hote hain k agar paki fauji hamla karen to unper hamla kerna aur yahan se bilkull mat hilna.ab unko us jaga kharay huay 4 din hojate hain aur unko bathroom ki zaroorat parti hai to sochte hain k paki fauj ne 4 din se hamla nahi kiya aur hum thora sa farigh hoker aate hain aur thori si dair main kuch nahi change hoga aur paki fauj hamla nahi karegi.ye soch ker wo dono ek hi jaga opposite direction main face ker k poti ker rahe hote hain k itne main paki F16 plane ooper se unke pass se firing kerta hua guzerjata hai.
phir pehla indian fauji doosre se poochta hai "abay durr gaya kya?"doosra bolta hai “abay nahi bey,main kisi se nahi durta.” phir jawab main pehla fauji bolta hai "agar nahi dara to meri kyoon saaf ker raha hai? apni ker
