The extra sense
While selection process of the service selection board for selection of cadets in the army was going on the various aspirants for getting into army were being tested by the GTO(Group Testing officer) whose task was to check the performance of a candidate in a group. There was a candidate , Anil who was sharp and quick wit in replying. He would not let anyone go without being replied back even if he himself was at mistake as we had noticed in two days of our stay with him at Bangalore SSB . He was given a task by the GTO in which a tyre hung from the tree with a rope duly knotted at a reachable distance was to be separated from the tree for utilising it elsewhere in the task. The knot of the rope was very tight and hence was difficult to remove with the fingers of the hand so he used a small rod which was given in the task to open it and succeeded with some extra time. After the task finished the GTO while summarising the task in the end said facing Anil ,
”This knot of the rope could have been easily opened by burning as you were given a matchbox also in the task but you did not make use of it which proves that you lag one sense”
Anil asked him “Which sense?”
The GTO replied in front of all the candidates,” That is called common sense”
Anil felt bad as the matchbox given was wet and secondly it was his idea of exercising his mind the way he wanted to perform the task so as per his habit he immediately replied,
“Sir although I may be lagging one sense but you surely have one extra sense”
The GTO asked him curiously, ”What’s that?”
Anil replied showing him the wet matchbox which could not be made any use of,
“That is Non sense”
Obviously the result was as expected for him.
Saturday, March 13, 2010
Thursday, March 11, 2010
Absent minded
Defective Remote
I was watching an interesting programme ,’We the people’, which was being aired on the TV. Suddenly the lights went off but after a few minutes when the lights were back the TV did not start again. I checked all the connections and switched on the remote but still there was no effect on the TV. I tried several times by pressing the remote buttons facing the edge of the remote towards the TV sensor but all in vain. I inquired from my 9 year old son whether he had changed the batteries for his toy from the remote as he usually does when the toy battery goes down and replaces the remote with the weak battery of his toy. He said smilingly that he did not do any such a thing but he can help me in rectifying the remote within seconds as he knew what was wrong with it. I asked him to do it soon as I was curious to see the programme which I was missing out every second. He agreed to rectify it on the condition to get him another ‘Transformer toy’ which was his favourite to which I agreed instantly. He then quietly took away the mobile from my hand and handed over the remote to me which he was holding at his back and said,
”Done”.
Oh!--------- I said and smiled back at him.
All this time I was fondling with the mobile and not the remote. I wish I should have seen what I was operating.
Lesson for the day was,
“First see what you fondle and don’t jump to the conclusions”
I was watching an interesting programme ,’We the people’, which was being aired on the TV. Suddenly the lights went off but after a few minutes when the lights were back the TV did not start again. I checked all the connections and switched on the remote but still there was no effect on the TV. I tried several times by pressing the remote buttons facing the edge of the remote towards the TV sensor but all in vain. I inquired from my 9 year old son whether he had changed the batteries for his toy from the remote as he usually does when the toy battery goes down and replaces the remote with the weak battery of his toy. He said smilingly that he did not do any such a thing but he can help me in rectifying the remote within seconds as he knew what was wrong with it. I asked him to do it soon as I was curious to see the programme which I was missing out every second. He agreed to rectify it on the condition to get him another ‘Transformer toy’ which was his favourite to which I agreed instantly. He then quietly took away the mobile from my hand and handed over the remote to me which he was holding at his back and said,
”Done”.
Oh!--------- I said and smiled back at him.
All this time I was fondling with the mobile and not the remote. I wish I should have seen what I was operating.
Lesson for the day was,
“First see what you fondle and don’t jump to the conclusions”
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Big have to be intelligent
Hide and Seek
An ant and an elephant were playing ‘I Spy’ ( Remember Ice Bice as we called it in our childhood). First it was ants turn to find the hidden elephant which she found within no time due to the large size of the elephant. Now it was elephant’s turn to search for the hidden ant. He searched all around but could not locate her but as he was passing near the temple he called the hidden ant to come out of the temple saying that he has found her. The ant came out of the temple and asked him how did he found her so easily without even seeing her. The elephant replied,
“I saw your sandals outside the temple”
An ant and an elephant were playing ‘I Spy’ ( Remember Ice Bice as we called it in our childhood). First it was ants turn to find the hidden elephant which she found within no time due to the large size of the elephant. Now it was elephant’s turn to search for the hidden ant. He searched all around but could not locate her but as he was passing near the temple he called the hidden ant to come out of the temple saying that he has found her. The ant came out of the temple and asked him how did he found her so easily without even seeing her. The elephant replied,
“I saw your sandals outside the temple”
The love crush
The sweet slap
My friend Vipin who is now a Psychiatrist and a businessman at Delhi was my classmate in class XI and XII at KV Halwara. I have yet to see a person more brainy than him . He was very intelligent, had a photographic memory with high degree of understanding as he could grasp the subject just by one reading and without making any notes. He was like a scientist in his appearance who generally did not look after his dress up as used to have uncombed hair and always appeared as if he has just got up from sleep. We had a physics teacher who was in her mid thirtees having a very attractive figure which made her class more interesting inspite of her loud and hoarse voice. Not only this she used to work hard and read the physics book more like an English book and used to copy the derivations from the book . If the answers did not match with those at the end of the book she would resort to reverse engineering and make the answer tally by force or used to close the question saying that the difference is only of two zeros thereby jumping to the next question. Vipin used to solve it in seconds and then used to watch her with his X ray eyes which peeped right through her filmy clothes at every angle from top to bottom. When she used to ask a question from him he used to answer it wrong intentionally to annoy her. I used to wonder why he does that as he definitely was not a sadist, but failed to understand every time. Finally one fine day she asked,
” Who all have not done their homework kindly stand up?”
Vipin stood up instantly. She was real furious . She came near him ,slapped on his face one ,two and then three times consecutively taking out all her accumulated anger on him. After that when we came out of the class I asked him ,as to what is he upto ? He was very happy and with a red blushed face replied ,
” I was waiting for this day, I am so happy that my plan has at last given the results.”
“What result?” I asked him amazingly
“I loved the feeling of her touch .It was this touch of her hands for which I was waiting for since long ” he replied.
“Oh my God you are a great Ashiq rather Aashiqon ke Aashiq “ ( You are greatest of the great Romeos) and I congratulated him for his success.
Plan your work
Work your plan
Was the lesson of the day.
My friend Vipin who is now a Psychiatrist and a businessman at Delhi was my classmate in class XI and XII at KV Halwara. I have yet to see a person more brainy than him . He was very intelligent, had a photographic memory with high degree of understanding as he could grasp the subject just by one reading and without making any notes. He was like a scientist in his appearance who generally did not look after his dress up as used to have uncombed hair and always appeared as if he has just got up from sleep. We had a physics teacher who was in her mid thirtees having a very attractive figure which made her class more interesting inspite of her loud and hoarse voice. Not only this she used to work hard and read the physics book more like an English book and used to copy the derivations from the book . If the answers did not match with those at the end of the book she would resort to reverse engineering and make the answer tally by force or used to close the question saying that the difference is only of two zeros thereby jumping to the next question. Vipin used to solve it in seconds and then used to watch her with his X ray eyes which peeped right through her filmy clothes at every angle from top to bottom. When she used to ask a question from him he used to answer it wrong intentionally to annoy her. I used to wonder why he does that as he definitely was not a sadist, but failed to understand every time. Finally one fine day she asked,
” Who all have not done their homework kindly stand up?”
Vipin stood up instantly. She was real furious . She came near him ,slapped on his face one ,two and then three times consecutively taking out all her accumulated anger on him. After that when we came out of the class I asked him ,as to what is he upto ? He was very happy and with a red blushed face replied ,
” I was waiting for this day, I am so happy that my plan has at last given the results.”
“What result?” I asked him amazingly
“I loved the feeling of her touch .It was this touch of her hands for which I was waiting for since long ” he replied.
“Oh my God you are a great Ashiq rather Aashiqon ke Aashiq “ ( You are greatest of the great Romeos) and I congratulated him for his success.
Plan your work
Work your plan
Was the lesson of the day.
All that glitters is not gold
Tiger
We were doing our annual bridging camp at Akhnur in which the units practice how to make bridges by applying the methods learnt in theory on ground and the camp has to be established in a location near a river hence the tents were pitched up and so were the various offices of every commander from the CO(commanding officer) to the various others down the chain. The offices were coded as Tiger for the CO, lamb for the Second in Command and Lion for the Adjutant in one line. A civilian contractor was being hauled up by the CO for the delay in provision of the supplies of unit stationery but he was trying to make him understand that there had been strike so the supply could not be received in time and the delay was beyond his control but the CO was not ready to accept it. He finally came out dissatisfied with a totally switched off mood. Looking at the board where it was displayed TIGER he said,
”Bahar to Tiger likha hua hai aur under to Gadha baithaa hai”(Although it has been displayed Tiger outside but there is a Donkey sitting inside).
We were doing our annual bridging camp at Akhnur in which the units practice how to make bridges by applying the methods learnt in theory on ground and the camp has to be established in a location near a river hence the tents were pitched up and so were the various offices of every commander from the CO(commanding officer) to the various others down the chain. The offices were coded as Tiger for the CO, lamb for the Second in Command and Lion for the Adjutant in one line. A civilian contractor was being hauled up by the CO for the delay in provision of the supplies of unit stationery but he was trying to make him understand that there had been strike so the supply could not be received in time and the delay was beyond his control but the CO was not ready to accept it. He finally came out dissatisfied with a totally switched off mood. Looking at the board where it was displayed TIGER he said,
”Bahar to Tiger likha hua hai aur under to Gadha baithaa hai”(Although it has been displayed Tiger outside but there is a Donkey sitting inside).
Lets Land
The defective aircraft
I was going from Hyderabad to Delhi in an army aircraft, (Russian AN 32) which was carrying only about 10 passengers who were sitting at the rear end. The mid portion of the aircraft was loaded with a heavy machinery of some other aircraft properly tied with strings so that it does not slide during landing/taking off. The aircraft flew smoothly except at places of turbulence where it jerked shaking all of us. Soon we were to land at Delhi and were on its outskirts. We got a message from the pilot to come and assemble near him. Having a tendency to think worst by the behaviour of the aircraft we at once clustered ourselves near the pilot to have the suspence revealed by him. He however kept quiet and the aircraft landed safely finally coming to halt. We then asked the pilot why he had called us near him. He replied,
“The weight at the rear was more due to the heavy machinery loaded as a result of which the nose of the aircraft was not going down so to dip it I had called all of you to serve as counterweight as a result of which we landed. Thanks !
“You mean to say we would have reached in space if the nose did not behave, “Said one of us as probably with his logic.
I was going from Hyderabad to Delhi in an army aircraft, (Russian AN 32) which was carrying only about 10 passengers who were sitting at the rear end. The mid portion of the aircraft was loaded with a heavy machinery of some other aircraft properly tied with strings so that it does not slide during landing/taking off. The aircraft flew smoothly except at places of turbulence where it jerked shaking all of us. Soon we were to land at Delhi and were on its outskirts. We got a message from the pilot to come and assemble near him. Having a tendency to think worst by the behaviour of the aircraft we at once clustered ourselves near the pilot to have the suspence revealed by him. He however kept quiet and the aircraft landed safely finally coming to halt. We then asked the pilot why he had called us near him. He replied,
“The weight at the rear was more due to the heavy machinery loaded as a result of which the nose of the aircraft was not going down so to dip it I had called all of you to serve as counterweight as a result of which we landed. Thanks !
“You mean to say we would have reached in space if the nose did not behave, “Said one of us as probably with his logic.
Mission Mosquito
Mission Mosquito
I remember the night when I was sleeping inside the mosquito net while located in a remote area in Rajasthan. Since there was no light so I had to sleep outside where I could get some air for the summer season was at its peak. I was about to go into a deep sleep when a mosquito came near my ear and started making that irritating noise of Gooooooooooooooon! Goooooooon!
I waived my hand to shoo it away but it did not pay any heed to my gesture. I did this for the second time and then the third and so on but still the noise was on. It carried on like this but there was no effect on him. After getting fed up of this I decided to kill him. When he came this time and sat on my earlobe I slapped on my ear expecting that it would get killed but it did not happen as I expected since he had already escaped resulting into me slapping my ownself. There was silence for sometime. Soon the same thing continued after a gap of few seconds as the insect was still alive. This carried on for half an hour intermittently. I kept cursing the mosquito net manufacturers for making ineffective mosquito nets. I made many attempts to kill him but it resulted either in slapping my ownself or clapping at the middle of the night.
Soon it then became a prestige issue for me and I decided to kill it any cost whether I go to sleep or not. Accomplishing this mission was now highest priority for me. So the first step I decided to take was to carry out a detailed analysis of the fact that how at first place he has entered the net and where does he hide when I hit him. I therefore sat down on the bed inside the net with the torch lights on without blinking my eye and was vigilantly giving the sentry duty to watch the enemy creep in.
After about two minutes I saw another mosquito outside the net who landed on one of the small mesh(of size 1mm by 1mm) of the net ,started to wave his forelimbs for investigating the area and then suddenly with a thrust entered his head inside it to enter the mosquito net but since the mesh was small he faced difficulty in taking his hind limbs and the remaining body inside. After applying adequate efforts he finally managed to bring two more of his middle limbs inside. Thereafter with additional efforts he managed to bring his hind legs also inside one by one and finally his complete body. Then he took off with his friend inside who guided him to the areas where abundant bacteria and human blood was available: on the back of my ankles just over the heels which is their favourite spot for having their cuisine, on the back of the hands for the desert and behind the ears for finally quenching their thirst. They did not dare to sit on my temple as came to know that I was awake and my hand was waiting for the next strike. As they sat on my ankle back I swiftly slid my right hand from my knees on via the shins on to the ankle and with a sudden thrust managed to kill one of them. The other one was smarter he took off while my right hand was on the shin.
I then waited and again struck him in anger while he was sucking my blood from just under my earlobe only to get one more slap for myself in the bargain. After all the attempts to kill him failed I then made a final plan after giving a careful thought.
I allowed it to sit on my foot this time but did not take any action as per my plan for I could have easily killed him since the target was visible and right on the top of my foot. Giving such an easy death was not commensurate to the amount of torture he had given me in the middle of the night by taking about one hour of my sleep.
I watched him quietly as he sat on my foot and could see him injecting his straw like needle piercing my skin through and through from where he was sucking my blood which he sucked to his hearts content. I still did not disturb him. After he had his fill I pushed him from his back slightly with my finger and he flew away. It was my turn now .He would sit on the net at another place where I again pushed him and again at the next place thereby not giving him any time to rest. I think he got fed up after some time and then decided to leave the net and go out. He sat on a mesh and with a thrust managed to take his head out of the mosquito net in order to finally get out of it . Then came the turn to take out his front limbs of which he could only take out one of it. He tried his level best to take the second limb out but was unable to since had become fat after drinking my blood and got struck halfway.
Now it was my show and totally my show. It was the moment for which I was waiting for anxiously for such a long time and the reason for which I had sacrificed my drop of blood. I then caught hold of his two rear limbs and pulled him back as a result of which his front limb was uprooted from his body and separated. I decided to deal with him the Taliban way. Unfortunately I did not have chains with me at that time with which I would have tied all his remaining limbs and hit him 100 lashes on his back for the crime he had committed. So I pulled out his two hind limbs and kept him on my left palm and watched him in pain but could not hear any noise thereafter and the fat body rolled from one edge of my palm to another. After some time my conscience did not allow me to torture any further and I decided to terminate the mission. So I clapped on him with my other hand for the final time. As I opened my hand I could see my own red blood splashed out of the body of the enemy.
The mission was accomplished.
I washed my hands from the water bottle kept on my side and went to have a Good Nights sleep.
I remember the night when I was sleeping inside the mosquito net while located in a remote area in Rajasthan. Since there was no light so I had to sleep outside where I could get some air for the summer season was at its peak. I was about to go into a deep sleep when a mosquito came near my ear and started making that irritating noise of Gooooooooooooooon! Goooooooon!
I waived my hand to shoo it away but it did not pay any heed to my gesture. I did this for the second time and then the third and so on but still the noise was on. It carried on like this but there was no effect on him. After getting fed up of this I decided to kill him. When he came this time and sat on my earlobe I slapped on my ear expecting that it would get killed but it did not happen as I expected since he had already escaped resulting into me slapping my ownself. There was silence for sometime. Soon the same thing continued after a gap of few seconds as the insect was still alive. This carried on for half an hour intermittently. I kept cursing the mosquito net manufacturers for making ineffective mosquito nets. I made many attempts to kill him but it resulted either in slapping my ownself or clapping at the middle of the night.
Soon it then became a prestige issue for me and I decided to kill it any cost whether I go to sleep or not. Accomplishing this mission was now highest priority for me. So the first step I decided to take was to carry out a detailed analysis of the fact that how at first place he has entered the net and where does he hide when I hit him. I therefore sat down on the bed inside the net with the torch lights on without blinking my eye and was vigilantly giving the sentry duty to watch the enemy creep in.
After about two minutes I saw another mosquito outside the net who landed on one of the small mesh(of size 1mm by 1mm) of the net ,started to wave his forelimbs for investigating the area and then suddenly with a thrust entered his head inside it to enter the mosquito net but since the mesh was small he faced difficulty in taking his hind limbs and the remaining body inside. After applying adequate efforts he finally managed to bring two more of his middle limbs inside. Thereafter with additional efforts he managed to bring his hind legs also inside one by one and finally his complete body. Then he took off with his friend inside who guided him to the areas where abundant bacteria and human blood was available: on the back of my ankles just over the heels which is their favourite spot for having their cuisine, on the back of the hands for the desert and behind the ears for finally quenching their thirst. They did not dare to sit on my temple as came to know that I was awake and my hand was waiting for the next strike. As they sat on my ankle back I swiftly slid my right hand from my knees on via the shins on to the ankle and with a sudden thrust managed to kill one of them. The other one was smarter he took off while my right hand was on the shin.
I then waited and again struck him in anger while he was sucking my blood from just under my earlobe only to get one more slap for myself in the bargain. After all the attempts to kill him failed I then made a final plan after giving a careful thought.
I allowed it to sit on my foot this time but did not take any action as per my plan for I could have easily killed him since the target was visible and right on the top of my foot. Giving such an easy death was not commensurate to the amount of torture he had given me in the middle of the night by taking about one hour of my sleep.
I watched him quietly as he sat on my foot and could see him injecting his straw like needle piercing my skin through and through from where he was sucking my blood which he sucked to his hearts content. I still did not disturb him. After he had his fill I pushed him from his back slightly with my finger and he flew away. It was my turn now .He would sit on the net at another place where I again pushed him and again at the next place thereby not giving him any time to rest. I think he got fed up after some time and then decided to leave the net and go out. He sat on a mesh and with a thrust managed to take his head out of the mosquito net in order to finally get out of it . Then came the turn to take out his front limbs of which he could only take out one of it. He tried his level best to take the second limb out but was unable to since had become fat after drinking my blood and got struck halfway.
Now it was my show and totally my show. It was the moment for which I was waiting for anxiously for such a long time and the reason for which I had sacrificed my drop of blood. I then caught hold of his two rear limbs and pulled him back as a result of which his front limb was uprooted from his body and separated. I decided to deal with him the Taliban way. Unfortunately I did not have chains with me at that time with which I would have tied all his remaining limbs and hit him 100 lashes on his back for the crime he had committed. So I pulled out his two hind limbs and kept him on my left palm and watched him in pain but could not hear any noise thereafter and the fat body rolled from one edge of my palm to another. After some time my conscience did not allow me to torture any further and I decided to terminate the mission. So I clapped on him with my other hand for the final time. As I opened my hand I could see my own red blood splashed out of the body of the enemy.
The mission was accomplished.
I washed my hands from the water bottle kept on my side and went to have a Good Nights sleep.
Monday, March 8, 2010
To sir with love
Caring in disguise
While a major army exercise was in progress I was detailed by my unit to participate as an engineer representative in a task involving selection of a site for construction of bridge over a nullah and was made the confirmatory recce party commander. Due to the nature of work I had to stay with a Sikh Light Infantry unit (known as Sikhli). It was real fun staying with them and experiencing their hospitality. I had to stay in a tent and was given a sahayak, Sepoy Bhupinder singh of their unit to assist me in my administration work. They used to follow their normal routine of PT in the morning and thereafter attended the training classes and this was to be carried on till the time we were to receive orders for our move. One day I was dead tired and was not wanting to get up early in the morning when he came to wake me up with a cup of tea. He said ,
“Sahib ji chaa lah lo.”(Sir please have the tea)
I said to him yawning ,
“Huh! uthda ha” (Huh! I’ll get up) and took a side roll to other side to have some more nap.
He again said,
“Sahibji chaa table teh rakh ditti hai”(Sir, I have kept the tea over the table)
“Thhek hai”(OK), I said, keeping my face below the pillow as was still feeling sleepy .
After some time when he saw that I still did not get up he said,
“ Sahibji chaa thandi ho jayegi”(Sir the tea will get cold)
I annoyingly said,
“O Yaar main pee langa to bus rakh de te ja( O dear I will have it, you just keep it and go)
He then replied,
“Sahib ji chaa nahin pini hai tey naa peeoo par PT tuhaada Peeoo karooga”
(Sir if you do not want to have tea then don’t have it but will your Pop do the PT”)
I at once jumped out of the bed and shouted at him as to how can he speak like that to me. He stood in attention and innocently said,
“Sahibji Main ki galt kihaa hai ki tussi mainoon khan nu pai gaye ho?”(Sir what wrong have I said that you have pounced to chew me up )
My sleep vanished in thin air and I could not find the appropriate words to answer him so frustratingly I told him to get out and get a bucket of warm water. He said,
“Sahibji ooh teh main pehlaa hi saveyray rakh ditti si taa ki tussi late naa ho jaao.”(Sir I had already kept a bucket in the morning so that you do not get late)
Hearing this my anger dropped like a ripe mango and I told him to get the breakfast. I could not imagine he cared so much for me without any of my briefing given to him earlier and realised it later that it was only the way in which the troops in that unit were used to talking and there was nothing intentional. A very unique way of showing how you care.
While a major army exercise was in progress I was detailed by my unit to participate as an engineer representative in a task involving selection of a site for construction of bridge over a nullah and was made the confirmatory recce party commander. Due to the nature of work I had to stay with a Sikh Light Infantry unit (known as Sikhli). It was real fun staying with them and experiencing their hospitality. I had to stay in a tent and was given a sahayak, Sepoy Bhupinder singh of their unit to assist me in my administration work. They used to follow their normal routine of PT in the morning and thereafter attended the training classes and this was to be carried on till the time we were to receive orders for our move. One day I was dead tired and was not wanting to get up early in the morning when he came to wake me up with a cup of tea. He said ,
“Sahib ji chaa lah lo.”(Sir please have the tea)
I said to him yawning ,
“Huh! uthda ha” (Huh! I’ll get up) and took a side roll to other side to have some more nap.
He again said,
“Sahibji chaa table teh rakh ditti hai”(Sir, I have kept the tea over the table)
“Thhek hai”(OK), I said, keeping my face below the pillow as was still feeling sleepy .
After some time when he saw that I still did not get up he said,
“ Sahibji chaa thandi ho jayegi”(Sir the tea will get cold)
I annoyingly said,
“O Yaar main pee langa to bus rakh de te ja( O dear I will have it, you just keep it and go)
He then replied,
“Sahib ji chaa nahin pini hai tey naa peeoo par PT tuhaada Peeoo karooga”
(Sir if you do not want to have tea then don’t have it but will your Pop do the PT”)
I at once jumped out of the bed and shouted at him as to how can he speak like that to me. He stood in attention and innocently said,
“Sahibji Main ki galt kihaa hai ki tussi mainoon khan nu pai gaye ho?”(Sir what wrong have I said that you have pounced to chew me up )
My sleep vanished in thin air and I could not find the appropriate words to answer him so frustratingly I told him to get out and get a bucket of warm water. He said,
“Sahibji ooh teh main pehlaa hi saveyray rakh ditti si taa ki tussi late naa ho jaao.”(Sir I had already kept a bucket in the morning so that you do not get late)
Hearing this my anger dropped like a ripe mango and I told him to get the breakfast. I could not imagine he cared so much for me without any of my briefing given to him earlier and realised it later that it was only the way in which the troops in that unit were used to talking and there was nothing intentional. A very unique way of showing how you care.
Christian
A true christian
I had a colleague whom we used to address as KD, the short initial of his name. He had a very typical idea about Christians as generally the people from north have based on their language, dressing sense, eating habits and so on. Once we were four of us standing and the discussion started on topic that who is following which religion .We all knew only a little bit about each other as had been introduced amongst ourselves just a few days back but had become friendly enough to share lighter moments with each other. KD was asking each one of us about our religions which we followed. I did not need to answer as my turban gave the answer, Sunil told he is following Hinduism, Ahmed also said that as evident from his name he was a Muslim but when Shomu said that he was a Christian KD did not agree as his name did not sound as per the typical Christian name like Henry , Tom or Andrews. The following conversation took place between them.
Shomu: I am a Christian
KD : A Christian? No you are telling lies
Shomu: No ! No! I am telling the truth and not Joking
KD: Really?
Shomu: I swear!
KD: No I don’t believe you as you are just saying like that only.
Shomu : What makes you feel that I am not a Christian?
KD : You do not speak phat !phat! English
Shomu: That is no reason .It depends upon the environment where you live in.
Any other reason apart from this?
KD : Yes! The main one
Shomu : What’s that?
KD: Your wife doesn’t wear a frock.
Shomu: OK! I am a Hindu. Happy?
I had a colleague whom we used to address as KD, the short initial of his name. He had a very typical idea about Christians as generally the people from north have based on their language, dressing sense, eating habits and so on. Once we were four of us standing and the discussion started on topic that who is following which religion .We all knew only a little bit about each other as had been introduced amongst ourselves just a few days back but had become friendly enough to share lighter moments with each other. KD was asking each one of us about our religions which we followed. I did not need to answer as my turban gave the answer, Sunil told he is following Hinduism, Ahmed also said that as evident from his name he was a Muslim but when Shomu said that he was a Christian KD did not agree as his name did not sound as per the typical Christian name like Henry , Tom or Andrews. The following conversation took place between them.
Shomu: I am a Christian
KD : A Christian? No you are telling lies
Shomu: No ! No! I am telling the truth and not Joking
KD: Really?
Shomu: I swear!
KD: No I don’t believe you as you are just saying like that only.
Shomu : What makes you feel that I am not a Christian?
KD : You do not speak phat !phat! English
Shomu: That is no reason .It depends upon the environment where you live in.
Any other reason apart from this?
KD : Yes! The main one
Shomu : What’s that?
KD: Your wife doesn’t wear a frock.
Shomu: OK! I am a Hindu. Happy?
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