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Jasmeet Kaur watched her husband Santa Singh
searching high and low, all over the living room. She asked him:
Sardar from Bombay went
to London. In the evening, he felt like talking to Sardarni. So dialled his residence
and the following conversation happened - Sardar - O-Haello-o-o Reply - Hello Sardar smirks as it is
an unfamiliar male voice. Sardar - Oye, kaun hai. Reply - Shaab, main
Bahadur. Sardar - Oye, too kahan
se aya. Bahadur - Shaab, mujhe
aaj hi MemShaab ne naukri pe rakha hai. Sardar shifts uneasily
at the revealation of Sardarni's daring at keeping a Hardworking (u can translate work)
Pahari bahadur, the day Sardar has left home. Sardar - Oye, khote, ja
ke Memsahib nu bula ke mere naal gal kara. Bahadur - Shaab,
MemShaab to shota hai. Sardar - Oye, tu
Memsahib nu jaga de. Bahadur - Par Shaab,
MemShaab to Shaab ke saath sota hai. Sardar is Red and White
sorry Wild with anger. Sardar - Dekh oye
Bahadur, Tu meri gal sun. Main tera asli Sahib hoon. Bahadur - Shaab, to phir
MemShaab ke paas kaun sota hai. Sardar - Woh koi khoti
da puttar nakli Sahib ban ke aya hoga. Tu aisa kar, drawing room ki diwar
par meri dunali bandook latki hai. Ja use leke aa ja. After a pause.... Bahadur - Haan Shaab,
Bandook le aya. Sardar - Ye telephone ke
niche wali daraz men goliyaan padi hain. Isme se do
goliyaan Bandook mein daal de. After a shuffling and
cranking noise... Bahadur - Haan Shaab,
dal diya. Sardar - Ab jake us
nakli Sahib ko aur Memsahib ko shoot kar de. Rapport of two gunshots
is heard and... Bahadur - Haan Shaab,
maine dono ko shoot kar diya. Ab lashon ka kya karoon. Sardar - Bahar garden
mein gaddha khod ke dono lashon ko dafan kar de. Bahadur - Shaab, aap kya
bolta hai. Ye fifteenth floor pe garden kahan se aa gaya. Sardar - Oh, sorry,
wrong number.
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