A toast to India's 'refined' English Language
Relax Singh was travelling in a crowded bus. He was carrying the passport-size photograph of his son for college admission.
Accidentally, the photograph dropped from his pocket.
He started searching for it frantically and found it on the floor below the ends of a woman's saree.
He asked her, "Can you lift your saree? I wanna take photograph". ...
THE REST IS HISTORY....
Accidentally, the photograph dropped from his pocket.
He started searching for it frantically and found it on the floor below the ends of a woman's saree.
He asked her, "Can you lift your saree? I wanna take photograph". ...
THE REST IS HISTORY....
He was beaten so badly that he had to be admitted to hospital. He was suprised to see Jaswan Singh on the next bed to him in a worse condition.
Jaswan explained what happened to him.
He had gone to a remote village to work. He finished late and missed the last bus.
He couldn't find any hotel nearby.
So he approached a nearby house and asked the owner whether he can stay there for a night.
The owner replied "I have 2 grown-up daughters. Sorry, you can't stay here."
Then he approached the next house and asked the owner whether he can stay there for a night.
The owner too replied "I have 3 grown-up daughters. Sorry you can't stay here."
So he went to the next house and asked "Do you have grown-up daughters?"
The owner asked "Why?" and Jaswan replied,"I want to stay for a night."
THE REST IS HISTORY... boommmmm..!! !
The moral of the story is :
WORDS GET YOU INTO DEEP TROUBLE IF YOU DON'T USE THEM CORRECTLY...
