A beggar asks a man in car at a traffic light for a few Rupees.
The man says, 'If I give you the money, will you just use it to buy booze?'
The beggar says, 'No, I dont drink'.
The man asks, 'Will you gamble it away?'
The beggar says 'No, I dont gamble'.
Then the man asks, 'Then will you come home with me so my wife can see what happens to a man who doesn't drink or gamble?'
More Hindi Jokes
Rabri was walking on a beach when she found a bottle. She opened it to see what was inside. Out came a Genie with three wishes as usual.
Genie: You can have any three wishes. But remember whatever you ask, your husband will get the same thing ten times more.
Rabri: Make me the most beautiful woman on earth.
Genie: Remember that Laloo will get the same treatment, ten times. All the girls will be after him.
Rabri: That's all right. Where will Laloo go? After all I will be the most beautiful woman, so he will always be running after me.
The Genie waves his hand and Rabri becomes the most beautiful woman on earth.
Genie: What is your next wish?
Rabri: Make me the richest woman on earth.
Genie: Remember that Laloo will get ten times what you get.
Rabri: That's all right. All that's his is mine anyway.
The Genie again waves his hand and it is done.
Genie: What is your third wish?
Rabri: Give a mild heart attack.
Narasimha Rao, Mulayam Singh Yadav and Laloo Yadav died and reach hell. All 3 of them desperately feel like talking to their family members. So, when Yamaraj asks them for one last wish they say that they would want to make a phone call to their respective houses. Yamaraj says, 'OK, but you will be charged at international rates for the phone call!'.
Next they make a phone call each and are then given their bill. Narasimha Rao's bill will read Rs. 50,000, Mulayam Singh's, Rs. 45,000 and Laloo's bill Rs. 1.50.
Narasimha Rao and Mulayam Singh are pretty upset and think this is unfair, 'How could you charge him just Rs. 1.50?'.
Yamaraj replies, 'That's because from hell to Bihar it's only a local call.'
A census taker in a rural Indian village went up to a farmhouse and knocked. When a woman came to the door, he asked her how many children she had and their ages.
She said, 'Lets see now, there's the twins, Ballu and Lallu, they're eighteen. And the twins, Seeta and Geeta, they're sixteen. And the twins, Ram and Shyam, they're fourteen.'
'Hold on!' said the census taker, 'Did you get twins every time?'
The woman answered, 'Heck no, there were hundreds of times we didn't get anything!'