Himesh ka kutta ghar se bhag gya.Dusre kutte ne usse pucha-yar tune woh ghar kyun choda?usne kaha-yar rat ko gane ki prctis wo karta h,subah log muje marte hai.
In a train compartment husband: Darling, mujhe to tumhari aatma se pyar hai, tumhare jism ki mujhe koi chah nahin. Main tumhari rooh ko chahta hoon, tumhara shareer to main kutton ko daal doon. Banta sitting on upper berth says: BOW BOW
