“Every time we met , he brought me a red rose”, said my mom pointing her finger towards my dad.
And continued ,”so how do u meet her ?”
“Hmmm…..I give a bunch of red roses
and sometimes I bring her pink balloons or red kites.
and then we kiss each other .”I said.
Being surprised and little furious,mom said : “What ! U besharam stupid boy!! U kiss in public!!!”
I said, calmly,”Mom ! We have met only in my dreams.
and there is no-one except both of us”.