One sunny afternoon, Mulla Naseeruddin was taking a nap in front of his house.
That time his friends came running calling out his name.
Naseeruddin sat on the bed and questioned his friends.
One of the friends said that there was an accident on the road. Victim looked like Naseeruddin.
That's why all of them have come to meet him.
Listening to them, Naseeruddin asked,
Naseeruddin : was the victim is of my age??
Friends : yes !!
Naseeruddin : was he having a long beard ??
Friends : yes !!
Naseeruddin : what was the colour of his shirt ??
Friends : pink.
Naseeruddin : thank god, it was not me.
I don't have a pink colour shirt !!!
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