A sardarji was standing in the balcony of his 10th floor apartment. Somebody came running and told him: “Santa, Your daughter fell down from the balcony and died.”
Depressed, Sardarji starts running down the stairs.
On reaching the 5th floor he remembers “oh, I don’t have a daughter…”
On reaching the 2nd floor he remembers: “Oh, I am not married…”
And after reaching the ground floor, he realizes: “Oh teri, main to Banta hoon, Santa thodai na hoon…” 😀