Banta and Preeto came to a sexologist.
“Doctor, we’re married for a few months already, and we love each other, but we get no pleasure whatsoever from our lovemaking.”
“Hmmm. Maybe you should try another position. Like this.”
The doctor described the new position.
Banta said, “Doctor, thank you very much. Would you kindly permit us to try it here?”
“Just go behind that screen and try.”
After a while the doctor asked, “So?”
“No pleasure whatsoever, doctor.”
“Hmmm. Then try one more position.”
Banta and Preeto again went behind the screen. The doctor heard some sounds suggesting that the new position did help indeed. However, when they reappeared from behind the screen, they again complained that they had no feelings whatsoever. As to the sounds, they just tried to excite themselves by saying certain words, but it did not help.
“Hmmm,” the doctor said. “It’s a hard case. Let me call your family doctor.”
The sexologist dialed the family doctor’s number and told about the hard case he was treating.
“Kick them out,” the family doctor said. “They just make rounds through all doctors’ offices in the city as they live with her parents and do not have a place of their own.

One day Banta went to a pharmacy and asked the little old lady behind the counter if he could speak with the pharmacist.
“I am the pharmacist,” she informed him.
“Oh, in that case forget it,” he replied and started to leave.
“Young man,” the lady said to him, “my sister and I have been pharmacists for almost thirty years and there is nothing we haven’t heard, so what is your problem?”
“Well,” Banta said reluctantly, “I have a problem with erections. Once I get hard, it won’t go down for hours and hours, no matter how much I have intercourse! Please, can you give me something for it?
“I’ll have to go in the back and talk to my sister.” she informed him.
About ten minutes later she came back. “Young man, I have consulted with my sister and the best we can give you is Rs 5000 a week and a third interest in the pharmacy.”

Old man Santa limped into the doctor’s office and said, “Doctor, my knee hurts so bad, I can hardly walk!”
The doctor slowly eyed him from head to toe, paused and then said, “Mr. Santa, just how old are you?”
“98!” Joe announced proudly.
The doctor just sighed, and looked at him again. . .
Finally he said, “Sir, I’m sorry. I mean, just look at you. You’re practically one hundred years old, and you’re complaining that your knee hurts? Well, what did you expect?”
The old Santa said, “Well, my other knee is 98 years old too, and it don’t hurt!”

Banta was amazed to find Santa playing chess with his dog. He watched the game in astonishment for a while.
“I can hardly believe my eyes!” Banta exclaimed. “That’s the smartest dog I’ve ever seen.”
“Nahi, he’s not so smart,” Santa replied. “I’ve beaten him three games out of five”.

Santa and Banta went to see 9-12 PM show. But they came back at 10 PM. Why?
Because the movie’s name was “Dastak” (Das-tak in Hindi means uptill 10 O’ clock).

Banta goes up to a policeman and asks, “Excuse me, officer, but did you know that my wife has had an affair?”
The policeman, surprised, “No! I didn’t know”
Banta breathed deeply, exclaiming, “So I’m not the last one to know after all”.

Santa is driving down a road and sees a sign that says, “Watch for Fallen Rocks.”
A few kilometres later, he sees some rocks at the side of the road, so he stops and picks them up. When he gets to the next town, he carries the rocks into the Highway Maintenance office and puts them on the counter.
“Here are your fallen rocks,” he says to the man behind the counter. “Now where is my watch?”.

While filling out an employment application, Santa paused over the question, “Person to notify in case of an accident.”
After some thought, he finally wrote, “Anybody in sight”.

Jeeto: You say I look old but people still praise me.
Santa: It must be Banta.
Jeeto: How do you know?
Santa: He is a SCRAP DEALER.