samar is with his friends in the changing room of a golf club. A mobile phone on a bench rings and samar engages the hands free speaker-function and began to talk. Everyone else in the room stops to listen.
samar: "Hello"
woman "Darling, it's me. Are you at the club?"
samar: "Yes"
WOMAN: "I am at the shopping centre and found this beautiful leather coat. It's only $1,000. Is it OK if I buy it?"
samar: "Sure,..go ahead if you like it that much."
WOMAN: "I also stopped by the Mercedes dealership and saw the new 2006 models. I saw one I really liked."
samar: "How much?"
WOMAN: "$70,000"
Samar: "OK, but for that price I want it with all the options."
WOMAN: "Great! Oh, and one more thing ... The house I wanted last year is back on the market. They're asking $950,000"
samar: "Well, then go ahead and give them an offer of 900,000. They will probably take it. If not, we can go the extra 50 thousand. It really is a pretty good price."
WOMAN: "OK. I'll see you later! I love you so much!!"
Samar: "Bye! I love you, too."
Samar hangs up. His freinds are staring at him in astonishment, mouths agape...
Samar smiles and asks: "Anyone know who this phone belongs to"
This joke is little out of line I hope it is ok
DADDY! HOW WAS I BORN?" ishan asks his dad Dheer,
His dad dheer, who is a software engineer sighs and replies, "Ah, my son, I guess one day you would have to find out anyway!"
"Well, I saw your Mom and I first got together in a chat room on YAHOO. Then I set up a date via e-mail with your mom and we met at a cyber-cafe. We sneaked into a secluded room, where your mother agreed to a download from my hard drive. As soon as I was ready to upload, we discovered that neither one of us had used a firewall, but it was too late to hit the delete button."
"Six weeks later your mom sent me an instant message saying that her operating system was showing signs of unauthorized program activity from a self extracting file which had implanted itself in her BIOS."
Then nine months later a little Pop-Up appeared and said: 'You've Got Mail'!
Aditi: "What would you do if I died? Would you get married again?"
Dheer: "Definitely not!"
Aditi: "Why not - don't you like being married?"
Dheer: "Of course I do."
Aditi : "Then why wouldn't you remarry?"
Dheer : "Okay, I'd get married again."
Aditi : "You would? (with a hurtful look on her face)."
dheer: (makes audible groan).
Aditi : "Would you sleep with her in our bed?"
Dheer : "Where else would we sleep?"
Aditi : "Would you replace my pictures with hers?"
Dheer : "That would seem like the proper thing to do."
Aditi : "Would she use my golf clubs?"
Dheer : "No, she's left-handed."
aditi: - - - silence - - -
Dheer: " Oh no!!!"