No Journalists, Please..!

“Sir, there is a journalist at the door!” “Tell him we have already issued the press release.” “He wants to attend the Press Council meeting, sir.” “Why?” “He says he is a journalist.” “How inconvenient! Does he also expect us to invite farmers when we discuss farming?” I imagined this…

Wanted! Indian Heroes..!

“Wanted,” I announced, “brave Indians for immediate placement at strategic locations!” “Security guards?” asked my neighbour. “Heroes!” “For a film? My nephew has six packs and no expressions.” The nation is rightly proud of Captain Smit Machchhar, who, despite serious injuries, opened his cockpit door, allowing others to intervene and…

Before Carrying Her Across…!

“Wait!” I tell the groom as he prepares to carry his bride across the threshold. He freezes. His bride looks worried. Somewhere behind them, an uncle stops chewing, convinced somebody has discovered an unpaid wedding bill. “Before you carry her across,” I say, “there are four actions you both need…

A Book is a Journey..!

“Wonderful news!” said the gentleman. “I have finished my book!” “Congratulations!” I said. “What happens in chapter two?” “The same thing as chapter one, but explained more thoroughly.” I imagined a train leaving Bombay Central, travelling enthusiastically for twenty minutes, then returning to Bombay Central so the driver could explain…

Ouch the Couch..!

“Congratulations, sir!” said the secretary, entering the sports official’s room. “Another gold?” “No, sir. Another baby. We are maintaining our population lead!” The official leaned back on his enormous couch. “Excellent! Put out a statement saying India continues to dominate.” “In population, sir?” “Must you spoil every announcement with details?”…

No Bank Strike..!

When I heard that the bank strike had been called off, I wondered what would have happened if it had gone ahead. I haven’t visited my bank in months. But, it visits me several times a day, usually to announce that I have spent money. The woman inside my phone…

New Cut-Off..!

Yesterday, as my car passed a liquor shop near Fort in Bombay, a notice in bold letters caught my eye: ONLY THOSE ABOVE 25 MAY BUY LIQUOR. I laughed. At eighteen, a youngster may help change the government. But for another seven years, apparently, he cannot be trusted to choose…