EK bar ek Indian Bike pe sawar ho kar Pakistan se India border par kar rha tha or uski pith pe ek bag tha.... Border pe tainat pakistani sipahi ne usse puchha k is beg me kya he ? Indian : iss beg me mitti he... Sipahi ne thik se pura bag check kiya par usko mitti k siwakuchh na mila... usne us bike sawar ko jane diya......... fir kuchh dino bad wo bike sawar fir se aaya or fir se uske pas wohi bag tha... sipahi ne fir check kiay par iss bar b mitti k siwa kuchh na mila...! iss tarah ye silsila 2 saal tak chalta raha.... 2 saal me wo bike sawar bahut ameer ban gaya.. phir usne border cross karna bandh kar diya or apni hotel khol li ek din uski hotel me wo pakistani sipahi us bike sawar se mila or puchha ke mujhe doubt he ke tum kuchh na kuchh jarur churate the, mujhe bata do me kisi se b nhi kahunga... . . . . . . . Bike sawar : tum bhi ek dam Ullu ke pathe ho.. har baar mera bag hi check kiya.. kabhi bike nahi..... Main to bike churata tha........!!!
Posted on: Sun, 06 Oct 2013 06:15:56 +0000