Wassup?

Three kids were walking down a road in Gurgaon.

You could clearly make out how much they were influenced by chat/SMS lingo when they passed a stray dog and one of them asked it, "Wassup?"

As the other two smiled, he answered for the dog, "NM*," and they continued walking.

When they reached the next dog, he again said, "Wassup," and also supplied the answering, "NM."

By the time he did this with the fourth dog (this is Gurgaon, remember, so there are no end of stray dogs), his friends were openly sniggering.

But when he passed over the fifth dog to go "Wassup?" at the sixth, they pulled his elbow and asked him why he'd left the previous one out.

"Oh," he shrugged, "that one is offline."

*"Nothing Much", for those who spend insufficient time online.

Acid comments

Once there was a couple who lived away from major and minor settlements, in fact, bluntly, they lived in the jungle.

Over time, they started getting really famous for holiness, of all things. This seemed strange at first, since they were invariable short, snappish and downright vinegarish in speaking to any visitors or passersby.

However, as the people in the nearest village pointed out while they feverishly constructed a vast commercial sanyasi ashram complex to capitalise on the growing reputation, you knew how holy they were when you realised they were full of ascetic acid, and how wise and brainy they were, because, as they said, "यह सब सिरका कमाल है."

Jeans

एक बच्चा इसे देख कर बोल उठा, "मम्मी, मम्मी, मुझे यही jeans चाहिए!"
मम्मी बेचारी देख कर बड़बड़ाई, "क्या बीमारी है!"


(यह फोटो कानपुर में खींची है.)

True and false friends

One of the people I follow on Buzz posted this:

A true friend sees the first tear, catches the second, and stops the third.

That got me thinking:

A false friend sees the first tear, photographs the second, and posts the video of the third on YouTube.