"Darling," said Banta to his new bride, Preeto, "Now that we are married, do you think you will be able to live on my small income?" "Of course, dearest, no trouble," she replied. "But what will you live on?"
Sante ne apne nave jame bache nu goddi ch chukiya. Thodi der bad bache ne Susu kar ta. Santa nurse nu bolia: Bibi eh piece leek karda hai badal ke leya. . .
Santa: I am so miser (kanjoos) that I went alone for my honeymoon and saved half the money. Bania: That is nothing, I saved full money. I sent my wife for honeymoon with a friend.
