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WHEN the Bharatiya Janata Party came to power in the Centre after winning a mid-term poll, the Prime Minister L. K. Advani invited Dr Manmohan Singh to join the Union Cabinet as Finance Minister because he had successfully piloted and implemented the economic and fiscal policies of the BJP.
Dr Manmohan Singh accepted the offer graciously.
As soon as Banta Singh learnt about this, he rang up Dr Manmohan Singh:' O Bhai Manmohan Singha, tu te Congressi honda si, te Sanghi kadun tu ho giya?' (O, Manmohan Singh, you were a Congressman before; since when have you joined the BJP?)
Dr Manmohan Singh:' O Bhai Banta, Natey pahley main Congressi si, na hun main Sanghi nan, - main te pahle vi Finance Minister si, te hun vi Finance Minister han! (Neither was I a Congessman first nor am I a BJP man now; I was then a Finance Minister and I am now a Finance Minister.)

A Hindu Bauji was a neighbour of a Sardarji. Every morning Bauji was in the habit of playing guitar along with his son outside his house, which was a disturbance to Sardarji. One morning, Bauji was playing it as usual, then Sardarji came out and asked. "Kee gal Bauji, suvere suvere bajaun lag jande ho?" Bauji replied back in taunting mood,"sikhni ju hoee". Sardarji felt it, and asked Bauji (pointing at Bauji's son) "eh veesikh da ha?"

Two Sardarjis lived in a multistoreyed building, one on the first floor and the second on the eighth floor. But there was great enmity between the two. Once the Sardarji on the eighth floor tried to fool the Sardarji living on the first floor by calling him for dinner. When the Sardarji reached the eighth floor for dinner he saw that the house of his neighbour was locked and a board was hanging on the door, on which was written: "Kaisa ulloo banaya" (How have I fooled you!) The Sardarji felt embarrassed and turning the board to the other side, wrote: "Main to yahan aayaa -hee nahin tha" (I had never come here)."

SARDAR Tehl Singh, an emigrant in Canada earned enough money to buy himself a brand new car. He drove out of the sales depot with L Plate in the car. As the car zigzagged down the main highway, a traffic cop picked him up, "Why are you going from one side of the road to the other?" he demanded.

"I am learning how to drive", replied Tehl Singh.

"You have to have a driving teacher beside you, may I see your licence?"

Tehl Singh pulled out an envelop from his pocket and replied, "Here I am learning driving by correspondence."

A Sardarji and his wife are traveling by car from Key West to Boston. After almost twenty-four hours on the road, they're too tired to continue, and they decide to stop for a rest. They stop at a nice hotel and take a room, but they only plan to sleep for four hours and then get back on the road.
When they check out four hours later, the desk clerk hands them a bill for $350. The Sardarji explodes and demands to know why the charge is so high. He tells the clerk although it's a nice hotel, the rooms certainly aren't worth $350. When the clerk tells him $350 is the standard rate, the Sardar insists on speaking to the Manager.
The Manager appears, listens to the Sardarji, and then explains that the hotel has an Olympic-sized pool and a huge conference center that were available for the husband and wife to use.
But we didn't use them", the Sardarji complains.
Well, they are here, and you could have," explains the Manager.
He goes on to explain they more...

A Sardar walked into a household appliances store. The owner was busy tallying his accounts and his eyes were glued to his ledgers. The Sardar asked the owner "I want that VCR." Without taking the eyes off the ledgers, the owner replied, "No, Sardar, that is not for you."
Our Sardar felt insulted. He thought that the shopkeeper was biased against Sardars. Next day, he arrived at the shop clean shaven and without his headgear. He asked for the same VCR. The owner, who was again busy tallying his accounts replied without raising his head, "No, Sardar, that is not for you."
The Sardar was perplexed. How could the shopkeeper guess correctly that he was a Sardar? So, the next day, the Sardar went to the same shop disguised as a woman, in churidar and pyjama, head covered with dupatta, and asked for the same VCR. The shopkeeper again replied without raising his head - "No, Sardar, that is not for you!"
Puzzled, the Sardar asked the more...

Sardarji gets ready, wears tie, coat, goes out, climbs tree, and sits on the branch regularly. A man asks why he does this.
Sardarji: "I've been promoted as branch manager."