Ram Jokes

Dharmaraj, the divine record keeper summoned Yamdoot, the messenger of death and ordered:' Go down and get the atma of Ram Lal. His time is up.'

Yamdoot went down and found Ram Lal. But however much he looked in Ram Lai's body, he could not find his atma. He reported back to Dharmaraj.

' How can that be?, demanded the record keeper.' Every person has to have a soul. Go and look more carefully.'

Yamdoot went back and looked more carefully but failed to find Ram Lal's soul.

Dharmaraj consulted his records and could find no entry of a human being without an atma.' What does this fellow Ram Lai do for a living?', he asked.

'He is some kind of a minister in the government,' replied Yamdoot.

'No wonder you couldn't find a soul in his body. Go back and look in his chair. That's where Indian politicians and ministers keep their atmas.'

Banta and Ram Lal were working on a roof, when Banta slipped and fell to the ground. Ram Lai leaned over and called out:' You dead or alive, Banta?'
'Alive,' moaned Banta.
'You're a liar. I don't know whether to believe you or not,' said Ram Lai.
'Then I must be dead,' said Banta,' because you wouldn't dare call me a liar if I were alive.'

Banta went to a cheap restaurant to have dinner. He ran into his friend Ram Lal who was working there as a waiter.
'Ram Lai, aren't you ashamed of working in this third-class restaurant?' he asked.
'I may work in a third-class restaurant,' replied Ram Lai,' but I don't eat in one like you.'

The place where a friend of mine works was going through the process of upgrading all of their computers. On one computer in particular, they had determined they needed more memory.

One of the senior partners got it into her head that they needed more "MEG." My friend tried to tell her that what they needed was RAM, but she insisted that the machine had plenty of RAM and that they needed more Meg -- specifically, about 16 megabytes of Meg.

He got tired of arguing with her and said to go down to the computer store and buy some Meg. She came back with an envelope with RAM in it... on the envelope was written "16 megabytes of Meg."

"The salesman tried to tell me the same thing you did," she told my friend, "but then he went and talked to his manager, and he set him straight. Now go install this Meg."

Teacher: Ram What Is Your Father Doing? Ram: He Is Running A Small Scale Industry Maam. Teacher: What Type Of Industry? Ram: A Industry That Manufactures Small Scales Teacher:?