Ranash in the post office Palash. Suddenly he told the postmaster: Sir, sir ... I can not find my wife. Perhaps kidnapped ...
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Postmaster: You made a mistake! It's not the post office, the police station.
Palash with a shameful smile: Sorry, it's gone! What do you do with happiness, all the odds have changed ...
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LLB Class The advocacy professor asked the students, if someone had to give an orange, how would they present it?
One student answered - Take this, orange. In this way, sir?
Professor: No, it is not; Combine legal advice like lawyer.
Then the student said- I am the son of Becharam, Kannamam, the village of Mukundpur, West Bengal, in full consciousness, without fear or pressure to someone, this fruit, which is known as orangela and on which I have full control, with its shell, juice, marrow and seeds And giving you complete and unconditional right with it that you have to cut it, chop, refrigerate or fully eat You can keep the spirit. You also have the right that you can give any other person with this fruit, its peas, juice, marrow and seeds, or otherwise. I declare before today that there is no such kind of orange fight, all responsibility for the quarrel, and I will no longer have any relation with this orangela.
Professor Dais dropped out and humbly stood by the student's hand. Then he said: Karenam Sir, why are you here? Let your seat sit here and sit me here! (Collected)