Chatpata Joke

Santa's son:
Papa agar aap ko 10 Rs aur 5 Rs raste mein
pade miley to aap kaun sa note uthaoge?
Santa : 10 Rs ka
Son: Isliye aap per joke bante hain...
Dono bhi to utha saktey the na...

Santa to Banta: I and my girlfriend are getting married.
Banta: Oh great, but when is the marriage?
Santa: I am marrying on on 13th Jan and my girlfriend on 20th.

Santa was weeping at a grave, "Why did you die? Why did you die? Your death ruined my life."
Banta: For whom do you mourn so deeply? A child? A parent? Wife? or Girlfriend ?
Santa: My wife’s first husband.

A big, burly man visited the pastor's home and asked to see the minister's wife, a woman well known for her charitable impulses.

"Madam," he said in a broken voice, "I wish to draw your attention to the terrible plight of a poor family in this district. The father is dead, the mother is too ill to work, and the nine children are starving. They are about to be turned into the cold, empty streets unless someone pays their rent, which amounts to $400."

"How terrible!" exclaimed the preacher's wife. "May I ask who you are?"

The sympathetic visitor applied his handkerchief to his eyes and sobbed, "I'm the landlord."

A big, burly man visited the pastor's home and asked to see the minister's wife, a woman well known for her charitable impulses.

"Madam," he said in a broken voice, "I wish to draw your attention to the terrible plight of a poor family in this district. The father is dead, the mother is too ill to work, and the nine children are starving. They are about to be turned into the cold, empty streets unless someone pays their rent, which amounts to $400."

"How terrible!" exclaimed the preacher's wife. "May I ask who you are?"

The sympathetic visitor applied his handkerchief to his eyes and sobbed, "I'm the landlord."