Shayari Bazar

Preeto went to see a psychiatrist about her husband Santa (he wouldn t go with her) Doctor my husband has this problem Almost every night now he s dreaming he s a refrigerator My dear that is not really a problem A lot of people dream that they are somebody or something unusual Preeto leans forward as she softly whispers this confidence But you see doctor it is also a problem for me Santa sleeps with his mouth open and his little light keeps me awake