3rd class ka bachcha apni Miss se kehta hai: Main aapko kaisa lagta hun... ?
Miss: Too sweet and cute.
Bachcha: Toh phir main apne mummi-papa ko aap ke ghar kab bhej dunu ??
Miss: Wo kyon?
Bachcha: Taaki wo hamari baat aage chalayein
Miss: Yeh kya bakwas hai.
Baccha: Tution padhane ke liye...!!! Miss aap bhi na kasam se TV dekh dekh ke kharab ho gayi hain...
Mulla Nasruddin's family was upset because the girl he was planning to marry was an atheist.
"We'll not have you marrying an atheist," his mother said.
"What can I do? I love her," the young Nasruddin said.
"Well," said his mother, "if she loves you, she will do anything you ask. You should talk religion to her. If you are persistent, you can win her over."
Several weeks went by, then one morning at breakfast the young Mulla seemed absolutely brokenhearted.
"What's the matter?" his mother asked. "I thought you were making such good progress in your talks about religion to your young girlfriend."
"That's the trouble," said Nasruddin. I over did it. Last night she told me that, she was so convinced that she is going to study to be a nun.
One day, Mickey Mouse asks Donald Duck to tell him Ramayana.
Donald duck is impressed and starts reading verses from Ramayana.
Mickey Mouse continues to listen. After completing the whole Ramayan, Donald Duck lets out a big sigh and asks Mickey Mouse, "Mickey Mouse, tell me... who was the father of Lord Ram?"
Mickey Mouse cannot. Angry, Donald duck, again asks, " Mickey Mouse!!! tell me... what was the capital of Ram's kingdom!"
Mickey Mouse cannot answer again.
Infuriated, Donald Duck kicks Mickey Mouse hard, and MickeyMouse goes and collides with a wall. As soon as he collides with the wall,he gets up and starts saying verses of Ramayana from start to end....
How did this happen???
After hitting the wall, Mickey becomes Wall-Mickey (Valmiki)...
....... Bolo Jai Shree Ram
"Yo, Mrs. Miller," said the bearded guy behind the counter at the bagel shop.
My husband and I looked at him but drew complete blanks.
"I'm sorry, do we know each other?" I asked.
"Yeah, you were my English teacher."
Leaning over, my husband whispered, "Good job, Honey, good job."