santa was kissing a blank paper.
banta:
ye kya hai?
santa: mri girlfriend ka love letter hai.
banta: magar ye toh khali hai yar,
santa: aaj-kal hum baat nahin karte.
aik fauji afsar santa recruit se
”agar maidan mein tumharey pass gholiyan khatam ho jayein to tum kya karo ghey?”
“janab mein awazein nikaloon ga dhishkoon,dishkoon”
