Posted by: vmbhonde | मार्च 18, 2011

Poems by WIFE and HUSBAND…

This is the best and most civil way to have a fight between husband
and wife instead of resorting to physical force… Poems written by
WIFE and HUSBAND.

WIFE:
I wrote your name on sand it got washed.
I wrote your name in air, it was blown away.
Then I wrote your name on my heart & I got Heart Attack.

HUSBAND:
God saw me hungry, he created pizza.
He saw me thirsty, he created Pepsi.
He saw me in the dark, he created light.
He saw me without problems, he created YOU.

WIFE:
Twinkle twinkle little star
You should know what you are
And once you know what you are
Mental hospital is not so far.

HUSBAND:
The rain makes all things beautiful.
The grass and flowers too.
If rain makes all things beautiful
Why doesn’t it rain on you?

WIFE:
Roses are red; Violets are blue
Monkeys like u should be kept in zoo.
Don’t feel so angry you will find me there too
Not in cage but outside, laughing at you.

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Gujju and an Arab
An (Bahraini) Arab was
admitted in the Lilavati
Hospital at Mumbai for a
heart transplant, but prior to
the surgery the doctors
needed to store his blood in
case need arises.
As the gentleman had a rare
type of blood, it couldn ’t be
found locally. So the call went
out to a number of countries.
Finally a Gujarati was located
who had a similar type of
blood.
The Gujarati willingly
donated his blood for the
Arab. After the surgery, the
Arab sent the Gujarati as
appreciation for giving his
blood, a new Hummer,
diamonds, lapiz lazuri
jewellery, and a million US
dollars.
Once again the Arab had to go
through a corrective surgery.
His doctor telephoned the
Gujarati who was more than
happy to donate his blood
again.
After the second surgery, the
Arab sent the Gujarati a thank
you card and a jar of Almond
halwa sweets. The Gujarati
was shocked to see that the
Arab this time did not
reciprocate the Gujarati ’s kind
gesture as he had anticipated.
He phoned the Arab and
asked him why he had
expressed his appreciation in
not so generous manner.
The Arab replied “Bapu…..now
I have Gujju blood in my
veins !”


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