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a poor punch line…. Aug 30
a poor punch line…
 
I heard a delightful sher from a friend yesterday.The original in Hindi was enjoyable because the last line-the punch line -was very apt.I tried to translate it into English but even after many attempts,I did not get an equally or more funny punch line as in the original.
 
Need I explain what a punch line is ? Well,here it is : 
A punch line is the final part of a joke or a comedy act which is intended to be funny and to provoke laughter from the listeners. For instance, in the following well-known joke:

A man walks into a bar with a duck under his arm.
The bartender asks: “Say, where did you find the pig?”
“It’s not a pig, it’s a duck,” the man answers.
To which the barman replies: “I was talking to the duck.”

Can my dear readers help me…please ?
 
Please do not take pot shots at me !
 
original : 
 
hum guzrey un ki gali sey-
ajab ittefaq tha.
hum guzrey un ki gali sey-
ajab ittefaq tha.
unhon ney fenka hum pey phool-
lekin gamla bhi saath tha.
 
translation :
 
i passed down her lane-
it was just a coincidence.
i passed down her lane-
it was just a coincidence.
she threw a flower at me-
but with the pot along with it
(it wasn’t a coincidence ?)
(wasn’t it so indecent ?) 
 
I hope that the next time I pass through that lane purposely,I will be well prepared to cross it safely.Wish me a safe landing…!!
 
 
It’s a matter of time… Aug 28

It’s a matter of time…. 

I was discussing the concept of time management with some of the MBA students in one of my classes recently.Time is money.Time and tide waits for no man etc. We also discussed how technology changes with time and how things change with time too.In a lighter vein, I narrated the following three humorous situations: 

Waqt waqt ki baat….. 

1. Kavi ka waqt… 

Ek kavi shaadi key baad biwi sey bola :

“Aaj sey tum hee meri kavita* ho,kalpna* ho, bhavna* ho..”

Patni bolee :” Merey liyey bhi aaj sey aap hee merey

Dinesh ho,Rohit ho,Raakesh ho..”!! 

(* in Hindi, these are popular names of girls too ) 

Translation : 

A Poet’s time…. 

A poet , just after his marriage, said to his wife :

“From today,you alone are my poetry,my imagination,my feelings …”

Replied the wife :”For me too,from today,you are

My Dinesh, my Rohit, my Raakesh …” !!  

2.Hanumaan ji ka waqt…  

“Bhagwaan,abb main dharti par nahin reh saktaa.”

“Kyoon nahin reh saktey?”

“Pehley log lait karr maathaa tektey ththey,

Firr thoda samay jaaney ke baad,

Keval jhuk karr tekney laggey

Main firr bhi kush thaa !

Lekin abb tau ghor kallyug aa gaya hai !

Aaj mandir mein ek 22 saal ki ladki aayi

Aur haath hilla karr boli–’ Hai Hanu !’ “ 

Translation : 

Lord Hanuman’s time…. 

Said Lord Hanuman to God,

“I can’t stay on this earth any more”

“Why” asked God very calmly.

“God,earlier,devotees used to prostrate

Before me and offer their respects.

A few years later, they just bowed their head

And offered their respects,

But I was still happy…

However,now, times are so bad.

You know God,what happened this morning?

A girl of 22 walked up to my idol in the temple,

Just waved her hand at me and said :

‘ Hi Hanu ‘ ”!!  

3.Bhikhaari ka waqt… 

Bhikhaari bola mujh sey,

“Saheb 10 rupaey dey do,

Mobile re-charge karr key

Girl friend ko phone karna hai.”

Main bola:”Wah,Bhikhaari

Nein bhi girl friend banai hai..”

Bhikhaari bola:”Nahin Saheb

Girl friend nein hee 

Bhikhaari banaya hai ! “ 

Translation : 

A Beggar’s Time… 

Said a beggar to me one day:

“Sir, give me ten rupees, I pray.

I have to get my mobile re-charged

And talk to my girl friend.”

Astonished,this is what, I uttered :

“A Beggar too has a girl friend these days.”

In turn,the beggar thus muttered :

“No Sir,my girl friend has

Turned me into a beggar…!” 

E..n..j…o…y…!! 

   

Human interest story… Aug 27

I read the following story in a news paper this morning. I sent it to one of my friends –a great poetess and she instantly came out with a beautiful poem on this issue. I am posting the story and the poem for you dear readers. I hope you will love them. Happy Reading…

MIRACLE MOM CUDDLES BABY BACK TO LIFE
  
Doctors declared Jamie Ogg dead but his mother Kate just did not give up on him.
This is her story. 
AN AUSTRALIAN mother has told how her touch brought her ‘ dead’ baby back to life at a hospital in Sydney.
Doctors gave tiny Jamie Ogg no chance of survival when he was born prematurely at 27 weeks weighing just 2lb, or just under 1kg.His twin sister Emily had survived but after battling for 20 minutes to get him to breathe Jamie was declared dead.
He was then handed to his mother Kate so she and her husband David could grieve and say their goodbyes.But after two hours of being spoken to, touched, cuddled and held by his mother, he miraculously began showing signs of life. Then, after being given breast milk on his mother’s finger, he began breathing regularly.
Kate, who gave birth after a three- hour labour in March, has spoken of how vital ‘ skin- on- skin’ care can be for a sick baby, or ‘ kangaroo touch’ as it is known in Australia. ‘ Skin- on- skin’ care is when the child is laid on the mother.
Normally, premature babies are sent to intensive care and she was only given her son to hold because he was thought to have died.
Telling how the drama unfolded at a hospital in Sydney, she said,
“ The doctor asked me after the birth had we chosen a name for our son. I said, ‘ Jamie’, and he turned around with my son already wrapped up and said, ‘ We’ve lost Jamie, he didn’t make it, sorry’.” “ It was the worse feeling I’ve ever felt. I unwrapped Jamie from his blanket. He was very limp. His little arms and legs were just falling down away from his body.
“ I took my gown off and arranged him on my chest with his head over my arm and just held him. He wasn’t moving at all and we just started talking to him. We told him what his name was and that he had a sister.
We told him the things we wanted to do with him throughout his life,” said Kate.
Jamie occasionally gasped for air, which doctors said was a reflex action. She added: “ After just five minutes I felt him move as if he were startled, then he started gasping more and more regularly.
“ I thought, ‘ Oh my God, what’s going on?’ A short time later he opened his eyes. It was a miracle. I told my mum, who was there, that he was still alive.Then he held out his hand and grabbed my finger,” said Kate about the magical moment.Then Jamie opened his eyes and moved his head from side to side.
Kate said a message was passed on to their doctor insisting the baby was showing signs of life, but he sent back a midwife with the reply that they were just natural reflexes and that there was no possible way he could still be alive.
Kate then said to her husband, “ What if he lives?” She added: “ I was like, ‘We could be the luckiest parents in the world’.” She gave Jamie some breast milk on her finger. He took it and started regular breathing. “ At that point the doctor came back. He got a stethoscope, listened to Jamie’s chest and just kept shaking his head. He said, ‘ I don’t believe it, I don’t believe it’.” David,
speaking to the Australian TV show Today Tonight , said, “ Luckily, I’ve got a very strong, very smart wife. She instinctively did what she did. If she hadn’t have done that, then Jamie probably wouldn’t be here.” The doctor who delivered Jamie refused to be interviewed for the TV show. 
(From Mail Today 27th Aug 2010)
Now here is the poem :
Poetry
Shernaz Wadia, Aug 27, 2010
Pune,
shernazwadia@aparnaonline.com
Drama In A Sydney Hospital
(Based on  a news report from  Mail Today, Aug 27, 2010, sent by J. S. Broca) 

“Have you decided on a name for your son?” 

‘Jamie’, said Kate joy brimming from her eyes 

She held out her arms to hold her premie baby 

Swathed and bundled in the doctor’s hands. 

‘We’ve lost Jamie, he didn’t make it, sorry. 

You may say your goodbyes to him now’. 

The sparkle replaced by disbelief 

Kate slowly undid the swaddling cloth 

Stared achingly – dangling limbs, lifeless head - 

Was her precious baby really dead? 

She held him against her bare chest, 

Skin to skin, the tiny head on her arm 

“Sweetheart, I am your mother. 

Dad and I have named you Jamie. 

You know you have a twin sister too 

And we have great dreams for you.  

Wake up, little one, to fulfill those dreams” 

Jamie occasionally gasped for air, 

But the doctor brushed it off -  

“A natural reflex. He just can’t be alive” 

The mother’s heart believed otherwise. 

For two hours she held him close,  

Cuddled him and persistently talked to him.  

Gasping again, to his parents’ delight 

The miracle baby stretched his tiny hand, 

Grasped his mother’s finger, opened his eyes 

And moved his head from side to side! 

The doctor thought he knew better,  

Said these signs didn’t matter!  

“He just can’t be alive.” 

From her breast on to her finger 

Kate took a drop of life-saving elixir 

Hopefully fed it to her miracle boy 

He took it! And began to breathe steadily! 

The doctor listened with his stethoscope 

Shook his head in stunned surprise 

and said repeatedly 

‘I don’t believe it, I don’t believe it’. 

How could he not?  

This was the marvelous power 

of a mother’s healing touch!

A Funny Poem Aug 22
A Funny Poem
 
My late father was a master story teller. During family gatherings like marriages etc., he was literally besieged by children and relatives to keep them entertained. I  now vaguely remember him once narrating a story about  two boys. It was full of some hilarious situations which one just could not imagine. It was originally in Punjabi and I only remember parts of it. However, based on my recollection, I am posting the story here below as a poem,using my poetic license here and there:
 
One fine day in the middle of the night
Two dead boys got up to fight
Back to back they faced each other
Drew out their swords and shot each other
The deaf heard the noise and ran to save the two dead boys
If you don’t believe this lie is true,
Go ask the blind man, he saw it too !!
 
Hope you had a hearty laugh !
 
I am sure there must be similar versions in other languages too. 

  
       

Santo’s cookery diary… Aug 17
Santo’s Cookery Diary 

I hope most of the readers are aware of some famous and lovable cartoon characters like Santa,Banta,Santo ( Santa’s better half) and Banto ( Banta’s equally better half ) etc. 

I believe that there are two categories of women.One category of women is who don’t know how to cook but will cook.The other of course is the category: who know how to cook but won’t ever cook !  

Read this piece and decide for yourself as to which category our Santo belongs ! 

Long ago I had read an article about a dumb blonde (incidentally, all blondes are said to be dumb !) ( Dumb-for the un-iniated,means five feet barometer with vacuum at the top,and not those who can’t speak !) The blonde always tried to cook but she was always a natural disaster. 

The same analogy has been punjabi-cised here ( if I can use that word !) 

Here is what Santo scribbled in her diary (which was stealthily discovered from her kitchen cabinet by my friendly neighbourhood detective who has a fine nose for punjabi kitchen flavours as well as good detecting abilities !) 

Monday:
It’s fun to cook for Santa. Today I made an angel cake. The recipe said beat 12 eggs separately. The neighbours-Channo,Shanno,Jeeto and Preeto-all were kind enough to loan me some extra bowls.

Tuesday:
Santa wanted a fruit salad for supper. The recipe said serve without dressing. So I didn’t dress. What a surprise you know, when Santa brought Banta,a friend of his,home for supper !!

Wednesday:
A good day for a rice dish. The recipe said wash thoroughly before steaming the rice. It seemed a bit silly but,I took a leisurely bath. I can’t say it improved the rice to any extent.

Thursday:
Today Santa asked for vegetable salad.I tried a new recipe today. It said prepare ingredients, then toss on a bed of lettuce one hour before serving.I followed the recipe but when Santa came home a bit early he caught me in the act of tossing.That is what led Santa asking me why I was rolling around in the garden !.

Friday:
I found an easy recipe for cookies. It said put all ingredients in bowl and beat it. There must have been something wrong with this recipe. When I got back, everything was the same as when I left.

Saturday:
Santa did the shopping today and brought home a chicken. He asked me to dress it for Sunday.For some reason Santa keeps counting to ten.

Sunday:
Santa’s folks were coming to dinner. I wanted to serve a roast. All I could find was a burger. Suddenly I had a flash of genius. I put the burger in the oven and set the controls for roast. It still came out a burger, much to my disappointment.

Good Night Dear Diary. This has been a very exciting week. I am eager for tomorrow to come so I can try out a new recipe on Santa. If we could just get a bigger oven, I would like to surprise him with a Chocolate Moose.See you next week same place same time.Happy cooking till then !  

  

Churra liya hai tumm nein… Aug 10
She Stole My Heart ….            
 
1. 
I saw her in a crowded bar                 
I worshipped her from afar 

Her rose tattoo with a star
Her hair as black as new laid tar. 
      
2. 
Her eyes they sparkled like a fire
To fill a man with deep desire            
Of the kind that will never tire              
I tell the truth. I ain’t no liar.                   
  
3. 
I crossed the room with heavy tread              
I had one thought inside my head 
“She’ll steal your heart”, a voice there said. 
But she stole my bloody wallet instead.   
     

Acknowlegement :
Original English poem (read on internet)
—by Gaurav Chatterjee- Allahabad. 
Translation into Hindi
—by J S Broca-New Delhi: 

 

 churra liyaa hai tumm nein……
 
1.

ek bheed bhari madhushala mein 
main ney uss ko dooor sey dekha. 
gulabi taaray ka godna chehrey par 
zulfein kali, jaisey ghan ghor andhera. 
 
2.
aankhen angaaron jaisi chamakti 
mere dil mein sau armaan jagaati

usko dekh dekh karr main naan thakta
sachch boloon main, jhoot na bakta.
 
3. 

bhaari paaon sey main uss aur lapka
dimaag mein tha bas ek hi jhatka
“woh tumhaara dil chura legi,babuaa”,
parr,chorni nein maara meraa batuaa !
 
   

Meeting of like minds… Aug 08
Meeting of like minds…..
 
Last week,I happened to meet some of my old friends after a long time, at a social function.After finishing our delicious dinner,thanks to our host, we shared some of our funny couplets with each other.
 
Here are three samples to tickle you :
 
1.Ghalib’s date is late….
 
Ghalib nein girlfriend ko date par bulaya
Woh late ho gayi.
Uss nein poochcha : Am I late ?
Ghalib replied :
Falak pey chaand sitaaron
Ko bhi neend aa rahi hai
Doosri girlfriend kaa time ho gaya hai,
Aur tu abb aa rahi hai ?
 
2. Ameer Gareeb ….
 
Aye dost, tum bhi ajeeb ho,
Mere dill key kitney kareeb ho.
Naan miltey ho,naan SMS kartey ho ,
Kya tum mujh sey bhi zyaada gareeb ho ?
 
3. What a Biryaani,Sir Ji !
 
Hausley saarey aazmaa baithey,
Hum zamaaney key gamm uththa baithey,
Jiss ki chahat mein ummar bharr tadpey,
Uss ki shaadi ki biryaani khaa baithey !  
 
Here are my efforts at passable translations of above couplets 
for the benefit of those who have difficulty in understanding Hindi :
 
1. Ghalib the famous poet ,
    Had called his girlfriend on a date.
    It so happened by chance
    That she came very late.
    When she asked Ghalib,
    If she was really late-
    The poet gave her a smile
    And thus informed his date-
    The moon and the stars too are
    Feeling sleepy in the sky- 
    Its almost time for arrival
    Of my next girlfriend-
    And you come now,
    Without explaining why ?
 
2. Oh my friend,so dear, 
    You really are very queer.
    You and me are supposed
    To be-dear and very near.
    But, I wonder why you
    Neither ever come
    And meet me, my friend  
    Nor ever send me
    An SMS dear.
    I think I am a poor guy,
    But you seem to be 
    Even poorer than me
    I fear,my dear !
 
3. Patiently I had made valiant efforts
    But had suffered from all the
    Worries of this world.
    I had felt the pangs of separation
    Since a long long time
    From my beloved.
    But my pangs of hunger 
    All my emotions,overtook-
    When I enjoyed a plateful of
    My favourite biryaani
    In a wedding treat.
    But had later came to know
    Sadly, that it was my
    Beloved’s marriage feast !
 
Keep smiling…..
 
     
Smile …. Aug 03

Smile ….

I often tell my readers and students to keep smiling.Why ?  

Just because,I have been always inspired by the words of this beautiful song titled “Smile”. 

The lyrics of this enchanting song are as under :

Smile tho’ your heart is aching,
Smile even tho’ it’s breaking,
When there are clouds in the sky, you’ll get by.
If you smile thro’ your fear and sorrow,
Smile and maybe tomorrow,
You’ll see the sun come shining through; for you.
 

Light up your face with gladness,
Hide ev’ry trace of sadness,
Altho’ a tear may be ever so near,
That’s the time you must keep on trying,
Smile- What’s the use of crying,
You’ll find that life is still worthwhile,
If you just smile.
 

Incidentally,the music for “Smile” was written by Charlie Chaplin for his landmark film,” Modern Times “, released in 1936, although Smile’s lyrics were actually added by John Turner and Geoffrey Parsons in 1954, in which year Nat King Cole had the commercial success with this song. 

Although Charlie Chaplin didn’t write the lyrics , the words resonate strongly with Chaplin’s inspirational life of challenge, tragedy, success, and ultimately global appreciation, which owed much to his difficult early character-forming years.  

The Smile lyrics, and Chaplin’s life story, each provide in their own way a lesson for anyone seeking inspiration and personal fulfilment.  

Chaplin was born in Walworth, South London on 16 April, 1889. His mother and father were stage performers, but were also tragic people, divorcing when Charlie was young. As a child Chaplin descended to the workhouse orphanage because his parents were unable to look after him. Throughout his life Charlie Chaplin struggled with challenges, some of his own making, while he strived and became one of the most successful achievers – in creative and financial terms – of the 20th century. At one time exiled and rejected by the USA for his political views, Chaplin was awarded the World Peace Prize in 1954, eventually welcomed back to America to receive an Academy Lifetime Achievement Award in 1972, and was knighted in 1975. Charlie Chaplin died on Christmas Day, 1977. 

The words and music of Smile and Chaplin’s wonderful films help to demonstrate that the power of personal belief, and a positive approach to life, can enable people to overcome all kinds of disadvantage, challenge and adversity. 

So, now you know why I often tell my readers and students to keep smiling. 

Keep smiling…… 

  

Pun-ny Haiku…. Jul 31
Pun-ny haiku
  
I recently read a funny haiku in English, by a poet named- Guy Ben  Moshe.
 
Who exactly is this Guy ? I will let you know soon. .
  
Meanwhile,the haiku goes like this :
 
Bill Gates’ Mom looks
At Zeroes in his income-
“Such a ‘naughty’ boy”

I tried to translate it into Hindi but somehow,I could not catch the flavour of the pun in the original ( zero = naught ).
 
However, I gave it a slight twist, relying on a Hindi film song about a naughty boy !
 
Here is my concoction :
 
Bill Gates Ki Amma
Uski Aamdani Ki Sankhya
Mein Dher Saari Zero
Dekh Kar Boli-
Mera Munda Bigda Jaayey….!
Dikhey Hai Hero-
Parr Aamdani Mein Zero…
Koi Tau Bataavo,
Arrey, Aisa kaahey….. ?
 
My Muse-ician friends can try to better this effort please !
 
Keep smiling…..
 
 
The Glass Story… Jul 23

The Glass Half Full or Half Empty.

While delivering a talk to my MBA students I sometimes try to use motivational stories/quotes to drive home some point in my talk. 

A very popular story is about a glass-is it half full or half empty ? Even if you have heard of it earlier,perhaps you may not have heard about the amount of research that has been done on the topic ! 

Here is a long list of perceptions which shows how people can see the same thing in different ways.Get ready ! 

1.The optimist says the glass is half full. 

2.The pessimist says the glass is half empty. 

3.The project manager says the glass is twice as big as it  needs to be. 

4.The realist says the glass contains half the required  amount of liquid for it to overflow. 

5. The cynic… wonders who drank the other half….. 

6.The school teacher says it’s not about whether the glass  is half empty or half full, it’s whether there is something in  the glass at all. 

7. Attitude is not about whether the glass is half full or half   empty, it’s about who is paying for the next round. 

8.The professional trainer does not care if the glass is half   full or half empty, he just knows that starting the  discussion will give him ten minutes to figure out why his  powerpoint presentation is not working. 

9.The ground-down mother of a persistently demanding  five-year-old kid says sweetheart it’s whatever you want it  to be, just please let mummy have five minutes peace  and quiet. 

10.The consultant says let’s examine the question, prepare  a strategy for an answer, and all for a daily rate of… 

11.The inquisitive troublemaker wants to know what’s in the  glass anyhow… and wants the rest of it. 

12.The homebuilder sees the dirty glass, washes and dries it, then puts it away in a custom oak and etched glass cabinet that he built himself using only hand tools. 

13.The worrier frets that the remaining half will evaporate by the next morning. 

14.The fanatic thinks the glass is completely full, even   though it isn’t. 

15.The entrepreneur sees the glass as undervalued by half its potential. 

16.The computer specialist says that next year the glass  capacity will double, be half the price, but cost you 50%  more for me to give you the answer. 

17.The first engineer says the glass is over-designed for the quantity of water.

 18.The second engineer says (when the half is tainted) he’s  glad he put the other half in a redundant glass. (Based  on a Dilbert cartoon by Scott Adams) 

19.The computer programmer says the glass is full-empty. 

20.The Buddhist says don’t worry, remember the glass is already broken. 

21.The logician says that where the glass is in process of  being filled then it is half full; where it is in the process of being emptied then it is half empty; and where its  status in terms of being filled or emptied is unknown  then the glass is one in which a boundary between liquid and gas lies exactly midway between the inside bottom and the upper rim, assuming that the glass has parallel sides and rests on a level surface, and where it does not then the liquid/gas boundary lies exactly  midway between the upper and lower equal halves of the available total volume of said glass. 

22.The scientist says a guess based on a visual cue is inaccurate, so mark the glass at the bottom of the  meniscus of the content, pour the content into a bigger  glass; fill the empty glass with fresh content up to the  mark; add the original content back in; if the combined  content overflows the lip, the glass was more than half full; if it doesn’t reach the top, the glass was more than  half empty; if it neither overflows nor fails to reach the  top then it was either half-full or half-empty. Now what  was the question again? 

23.The Dutchman would suggest to both pay for the glass and share the content.Then tells you he will have the bottom half. 

24.The personal coach knows that the glass goes from full to empty depending on the circumstances, and reminds  the drinker that he can always fill the glass when he  wishes. 

25.The grammarian says that while the terms half-full and    half-empty are colloquially acceptable the glass can technically be neither since both full and empty are  absolute states and therefore are incapable of being  halved or modified in any way. 

26.The auditor first checks whether the empty half is  material and then designs the audit procedures to obtain sufficient evidence to conclude that the glass is indeed empty. 

27.The waiter will hurry to replace the glass with a full one. For him there are no doubts: the glass was empty when  he took it away; it is full in the bill that he brings you. 

28.The magician will show you the glass with the full half at the top. 

29.The physician says that the glass is not empty at all – it is half-filled with water and half-filled with air – hence, fully filled on the whole! 

30.The musician says he/she is unimpressed with the  promoter of the concert for not providing more alcohol. 

31.The ineffective organization would discuss the question  during the board of directors meeting, convene a  committee to research the problem, and assign tasks for  a root cause analysis, usually without a complete  explanation of the problem to those assigned the tasks. 

32.The directors would consider the problem to be above  the pay grade of those assigned root cause analysis  tasks. 

33.And more strangely:The dog just wonders: can he eat  the glass or will you throw it so he can bring it back… 

34.The cat wonders why the glass is only half full (or empty)… is it a trick… poison perhaps… 

35.The eternally optimistic eccentric would say, the glass is  consistently overflowing (or is that the neurotic?…) 

36.The person who is no longer trapped in The Matrix  (whatever one might call him/her) says: “There is no  glass…” 

37.More generationally:The adolescent student says the  glass is just another dirty trick played by the teacher to  prove that students are dumb. 

38.More scientifically:The research scientist says that  following initial observation and testing a working  hypothesis for further research is: “The glass is both  half full and half empty,” and that these findings warrant  further investigation with a more representative sample  of  glasses and contents, which may or may not be  liquid. 

39.The algebraic simultaneous equation theorist says that if the glass is equally half full and half empty, then   half full = half empty; therefore ½ x F = ½ x E;  therefore (by multiplying both sides of the equation by 2) we show that F = E; i.e. Full equals Empty ! 

40.The efficiency analyst says the glass is operating  substantially below optimization level, being consistently  exactly 50% under-utilized during the period of  assessment, corresponding to an over-resourcing in meeting demand equating to precisely 200% of requisite  capacity in volume terms, not accounting for seasonal  trends and shrinkage, and that if the situation continues there is in theory opportunity for savings or expansion.

While the collective creative genius of various respondents is greatly appreciated, I welcome further additions.

You will ask me what is my take on this ?

Well,I feel the glass may contain a sample of urine to be sent to the lab for testing !  

I asked a Hare Krishna devotee what he thought of it.He said smilingly that it was Meera Bai’s glass of poison which Ranaji had sent her … 

See, possibilities are immense ! 

Come prove your genius with a witty reply or an idiotic reply even better than the quotes of 3 Idiots of Aamir Khan’s recent hit movie ! No awards or rewards please ! 

Join the fun.Keep smiling.