Ek din, main Delhi pahuncha,
Station pe ek coolie se bahar jane ka rasta pooncha,
Coolie ne kaha "bahar jaake poocho."
Maine khud hi rasta doondh liya,
Bahar jaake taxiwale se pooncha,
"bhai saab Aagre ka kitna loge?"
jawab mila, "bechna nahi hai.."
Taxi chhod, maine bus pakad li,
conductor se pooncha, "ji, kya mein cigarette pi sakta hoon?"
wo gurrra kar bola, "hargiz nahi, yaha cigarette pina mana hai."
Maine kaha, "par wo janab to pi rahe hai!"
Phir se gurrrraya, " usne mujhse pooncha nahi hai."
Aagre pahucha, hotel gaya.
Manager se kaha, " mujhe room chahiye, satve manzil pe."
Manager ne kaha, "rahane ke liye ya koodne ke liye?"
Room pahucha, waiter se kaha, "ek paani ka gilas milega."!
Usne jawab diya, " nahi sahab, yaha to saare kanch ke milte hai."
Hotel se nikla dost ke ghar jaane ke liye,
Raste me ek sahab se pooncha, "janab,
ye sadak kaha ko jaati hai?"
Janab hans kar bole, " peechle bees saal se dekh
rahan hoon, yahi padi hai.... kahin nahin jaati"
Dost ke ghar pahucha, to mujhe dekhte hi chownk pada
Usne poocha, "kaise aana hua?"
Ab tak to mujhe bhi aadat pad gayi thi,
Maine bhi jawab diya, "Train se.."
Meri aaobhagat karne ke liye dost ne apni biwi se kaha,
"areeee sunti ho... mera dost pehli baar ghar aaya hai, uuse kuch taja taja khilao.."
sunte hi bhabhiji ne ghar ki sari khidkiya aur darwaje khol diye.
Kaha, "taji hawa kha lijiye."
Dost ne phir se badi pyar se biwi se kaha,
"areeee sunti ho.. inhe jara apna chalis saal purana aachar to dikhana."
Bhabiji ek batli me rakha aachar le aayi,
Maine bhi apnapan dikhate hue bhabiji se kaha,
"Bhabhiji, aachar sirf dikhayengi, chakhayengi nahi....?"
Bhabiji ne taak jawab diya,
"yuhi agar sab ko chakhati to aachar chalis saal purana kaise hota..?"
Thodi der baad dekha, bhabiji apne grandson ko soola rahi thi,
Saath me lori bhi ga rahi thi, "diploma so ja, diploma so ja."
Lori soon mein hairan hua aur dost se poocha,
"yaar ye diploma kya hai?"
Dost ne jawab diya, "mere grandson ka naam,
Beti bambai gayi thi, diploma lene ke liye aur saath mein ise le aayi,
isiliye hamne iska naam diploma rakh diya."
Phir maine pooncha, "aajkal tumhari beti kya kar rahi hai?"
Dost ne jawab diya, "bambai gayi hai, degree lene ke liye....."
May I Borrow $25?
A man came home from work late,tired and irritated,to find his 5-year old son waiting for him at the door.
Son:Daddy,may I ask you a question?
Dad:Yeah sure what it is?' replied the man.
Son:Daddy,how much do you make an hour?
Dad:That's none of your business.Why do you ask such
a thing?'..the man said angrily.
Son:I just want to know.Please tell me,how much do you make an hour?'
Dad:'If you must know,I make $50 an hour.'
Son:'Oh,'the little boy replied,with his head down.
Son:'Daddy,may I please borrow $25?'
The father was furious,'if the only reason you asked that is so you can borrow to buy a silly toy or some other nonsense,then you march yourself straight to your room and go to bed.Think about why you are being so selfish.I don't work hard everyday for such childish frivolities.'
The little boy quitely went to his room and shut the door...
The man sat down and started to get even angrier about the little boy's question.How dare he ask such question only to get some money?
After about an hour or so,the man had calmed down,and started to think:
Maybe there was something he really needed to buy with that $25 and he really didn't ask for money very often.The man went to the door of the little boy's room and opened the door.
Are you asleep,son?'He asked.
No daddy,I'm awake,'replied the boy.
'I've been thinking,maybe I was too hard on your earlier'said the man.'I'ts been a long day and I took out my aggravation on you.Here's the $25 you asked for.'
The little boy sat straight up,smiling.'oh,thank you daddy!' he yelled.
Then,reaching under his pillow he pulled out some crumpled up bills.
The man saw that the boy already had money,started to get angry again.
The little boy slowly counted out his money,and then looked up his father.
'Why do you want more money if you already have some?'the father grumbled.
'Because I didn't have enough,but now I do,'the boy replied.
Daddy,I have $50 now.Can I buy an hour of your time?Please come home early tomorrow.I would like to have dinner with you.'
The father was crushed.He put his arms around his little son,and he begged for his forgiveness.
It's just a short reminder to all of you working so hard in life.We should not let time slip through our fingers without having some time with those who really matter to us,those close to our heart.Do remember to share that $50 worth of your time with someone you love.
If we die tomorrow,the company that we are working for could easily replace us in a matter of hours.But the family & friends we leave behind will feel the loss for the rest of their lives.
Son:Daddy,may I ask you a question?
Dad:Yeah sure what it is?' replied the man.
Son:Daddy,how much do you make an hour?
Dad:That's none of your business.Why do you ask such
a thing?'..the man said angrily.
Son:I just want to know.Please tell me,how much do you make an hour?'
Dad:'If you must know,I make $50 an hour.'
Son:'Oh,'the little boy replied,with his head down.
Son:'Daddy,may I please borrow $25?'
The father was furious,'if the only reason you asked that is so you can borrow to buy a silly toy or some other nonsense,then you march yourself straight to your room and go to bed.Think about why you are being so selfish.I don't work hard everyday for such childish frivolities.'
The little boy quitely went to his room and shut the door...
The man sat down and started to get even angrier about the little boy's question.How dare he ask such question only to get some money?
After about an hour or so,the man had calmed down,and started to think:
Maybe there was something he really needed to buy with that $25 and he really didn't ask for money very often.The man went to the door of the little boy's room and opened the door.
Are you asleep,son?'He asked.
No daddy,I'm awake,'replied the boy.
'I've been thinking,maybe I was too hard on your earlier'said the man.'I'ts been a long day and I took out my aggravation on you.Here's the $25 you asked for.'
The little boy sat straight up,smiling.'oh,thank you daddy!' he yelled.
Then,reaching under his pillow he pulled out some crumpled up bills.
The man saw that the boy already had money,started to get angry again.
The little boy slowly counted out his money,and then looked up his father.
'Why do you want more money if you already have some?'the father grumbled.
'Because I didn't have enough,but now I do,'the boy replied.
Daddy,I have $50 now.Can I buy an hour of your time?Please come home early tomorrow.I would like to have dinner with you.'
The father was crushed.He put his arms around his little son,and he begged for his forgiveness.
It's just a short reminder to all of you working so hard in life.We should not let time slip through our fingers without having some time with those who really matter to us,those close to our heart.Do remember to share that $50 worth of your time with someone you love.
If we die tomorrow,the company that we are working for could easily replace us in a matter of hours.But the family & friends we leave behind will feel the loss for the rest of their lives.
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
Thursday, July 2, 2009
Johnny strikes again
The teacher comes into the classroom to find `SHIT` written on the blackboard. The teacher gets very furious on reading it. However, the experience got the better of her and she tries to address the problem in a cool fashion.
She goes, "We are going to take care of this on the honour system. We are all going to shut our eyes while I count up to hundred, and when we open the eyes, I want that to be erased."
They all close their eyes and she counts. Piter-patter. "One hundred!"
They open their eyes and look. On the floor below the blackboard is a fresh pile of shit, and chalked above it is "The Phantom strikes again!".
She goes, "We are going to take care of this on the honour system. We are all going to shut our eyes while I count up to hundred, and when we open the eyes, I want that to be erased."
They all close their eyes and she counts. Piter-patter. "One hundred!"
They open their eyes and look. On the floor below the blackboard is a fresh pile of shit, and chalked above it is "The Phantom strikes again!".
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