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Lallu and Mayawati

Posted by kathavarta on October 30, 2008

Mayawati came to Lallu’s house with a goat.

Lallu: Bhaiswa ko kyon layi ho?

Maya: Dikhta nahin goatwa hai?

Lallu: Hum goatwa se hi to pooch raha hoon.

By: Jagadeesh, for www.19.5degs.com
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Laloo’s son marriage

Posted by kathavarta on October 29, 2008

Laloo Prasad Yadav talks to his son.

Laloo: I want you to marry a girl of my choice
Son: “I want to choose my own bride”.
Laloo: “But the girl is Ambani’s daughter.”
Son: “Well, in that case…… Yes”

Next Laloo approaches Mukesh Ambani

Laloo: “I have a husband for your daughter.”
Ambani: “But my daughter is too young to marry.”
Laloo: “But this young man is a vice-president of the World Bank.”
Ambani: “Ah, in that case…..Yes”

Finally Laloo goes to see the president of the World Bank.

Laloo: “I have a young man to be recommended as a vice-president.”
President: “But I already have more vice-presidents than I need.”
Laloo: “But this young man is Ambani’s son-in-law.”
President: “Ah, in that case…….Yes.”

This is how business is done!!!

By: Jagadeesh, for www.19.5degs.com
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The Father and his two Daughters

Posted by kathavarta on October 29, 2008

A Man had two daughters, the one married to a gardener, and the other to a tile-maker.

After a time he went to the daughter who had married the gardener, and inquired how she was and how all things went with her.

She said, “All things are prospering with me, and I have only one wish, that there may be a heavy fall of rain, in order that the plants may be well watered.”

Not long after, he went to the daughter who had married the tilemaker, and likewise inquired of her how she fared; she replied, “I want for nothing, and have only one wish, that the dry weather may continue, and the sun shine hot and bright, so that the bricks might be dried.”

He said to her, “If your sister wishes for rain, and you for dry weather, with which of the two am I to join my wishes?”

Moral:
You can’t please everybody.
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An insect falls into a mug of beer

Posted by kathavarta on October 28, 2008

Englishman: Throws his mug away and walks out

American: Takes the insect out and drinks the beer

Chinese: Eats the insect and throws the beer away

Indian: Sells the beer to the American and insect to the Chinese and gets a new mug of beer.

Pakistani: Accuses the Indian for throwing insect into his beer, relates the issue to Kashmir, asks the Chinese for Military aid, takes a loan from the American to buy one more mug of beer.

By: Jagadeesh, for www.19.5degs.com
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The Farmer and his Sons

Posted by kathavarta on October 25, 2008

A Father, being on the point of death, wished to be sure that his sons would give the same attention to his farm as he himself had given it.

He called them to his bedside and said, “My sons, there is a great treasure hid in one of my vineyards.”

The sons, after his death, took their spades and mattocks and carefully dug over every portion of their land.

They found no treasure, but the vines repaid their labour by an extraordinary and
superabundant crop.

Moral:
Industry sometimes pays unexpected dividends.
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The Eagle and the Arrow: 2

Posted by kathavarta on October 23, 2008

An Eagle was soaring through the air when suddenly it heard the whizz of an Arrow, and felt itself wounded to death. Slowly it fluttered down to the earth, with its life-blood pouring out of it. Looking down upon the Arrow with which it had been pierced, it found that the shaft of the Arrow had been feathered with one of its own plumes. “Alas!” it cried, as it died,

Moral:
We often give our enemies the means for our own destruction.
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