Banta Singh finished his English exam and came out. His friends asked him how did he do his exam, for that he replied "Exam was
okay, but for the past tense of THINK, I thought, thought, thought ... and
atlast I wrote THUNK!!!"
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Sardar Gurbachan Singh is appearing for his University final examination. He takes his seat in the examination hall, stares at the question paper for five minutes, and then in a fit of inspiration takes his shoes off and throws them out of the
window. He then removes his turban and throws it away as well. His
shirt, pant, socks and watch follow suit. The invigilator, alarmed,
approaches him and asks what is going on. "Oye, I am only following the instructions yaar," he says, " it says here, 'Answer the following questions in brief'.
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Sardarji is not sleeping with his wife these days because somebody
had told him that it is wrong to sleep with married women..
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A sardarji comes up to the Pakistan border on his bike.He's got two large bags over his shoulders.The guard Iqbal stops him and says,"What's in the bags?" "Sand," answered the sardarji. Iqbal says, "We'll just see about that. Get off the bike." Iqbal's guard takes the bags and rips them apart; he empties them out and finds nothing in them but sand.He detains the sardarji overnight and has the sand analyzed, only to discover that there is nothing but pure sand in the bags. Iqbal releases the sardarji, puts the sand into new bags,hefts them onto the sardarji's shoulders, and lets him
cross the border. A week later, the same thing happens. Iqbal asks, "What have you got?" "Sand," says the Sardarji.Iqbal does his thorough examination and discovers that the bags contains nothing but sand.He gives the sand back to the sardarji, and crosses the border on his bike.This sequence of events if repeated every day for three years.Finally, the sardarji, doesn't show up one day and the guard meets him in a 'dhaba' in Islamabad. Hey, Buddy," says Iqbal, "I know you are smuggling something. It's driving me crazy.It's all I think about...I can't sleep. Just between you and me, what are you smuggling?". The sardarji, sips his Lassi and says, "Bikes."
okay, but for the past tense of THINK, I thought, thought, thought ... and
atlast I wrote THUNK!!!"
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Sardar Gurbachan Singh is appearing for his University final examination. He takes his seat in the examination hall, stares at the question paper for five minutes, and then in a fit of inspiration takes his shoes off and throws them out of the
window. He then removes his turban and throws it away as well. His
shirt, pant, socks and watch follow suit. The invigilator, alarmed,
approaches him and asks what is going on. "Oye, I am only following the instructions yaar," he says, " it says here, 'Answer the following questions in brief'.
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Sardarji is not sleeping with his wife these days because somebody
had told him that it is wrong to sleep with married women..
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A sardarji comes up to the Pakistan border on his bike.He's got two large bags over his shoulders.The guard Iqbal stops him and says,"What's in the bags?" "Sand," answered the sardarji. Iqbal says, "We'll just see about that. Get off the bike." Iqbal's guard takes the bags and rips them apart; he empties them out and finds nothing in them but sand.He detains the sardarji overnight and has the sand analyzed, only to discover that there is nothing but pure sand in the bags. Iqbal releases the sardarji, puts the sand into new bags,hefts them onto the sardarji's shoulders, and lets him
cross the border. A week later, the same thing happens. Iqbal asks, "What have you got?" "Sand," says the Sardarji.Iqbal does his thorough examination and discovers that the bags contains nothing but sand.He gives the sand back to the sardarji, and crosses the border on his bike.This sequence of events if repeated every day for three years.Finally, the sardarji, doesn't show up one day and the guard meets him in a 'dhaba' in Islamabad. Hey, Buddy," says Iqbal, "I know you are smuggling something. It's driving me crazy.It's all I think about...I can't sleep. Just between you and me, what are you smuggling?". The sardarji, sips his Lassi and says, "Bikes."
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