<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308618406803290253</id><updated>2012-02-16T01:22:15.057-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sardars Fun</title><subtitle type='html'>collection of Sardar's Jokes</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sardarsfun.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308618406803290253/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sardarsfun.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jancy Mol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294193226845616629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308618406803290253.post-8948913699747364741</id><published>2009-10-20T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T00:44:52.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sardars Fun - Part-12</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;div style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;01. ====================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://preview.shareapic.net/preview6/019798726.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://preview.shareapic.net/preview6/019798726.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sardar got a sms from his girl friend: "I MISS YOU"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sardarji replied: "I Mr YOU" !!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02. ====================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://preview.shareapic.net/preview6/019798726.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://preview.shareapic.net/preview6/019798726.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After finishing MBBS Sardar started his practice. He Checked 1st Patient's Eyes, Tongue &amp;amp; Ears By Torch &amp;amp; Finally Said: "Torch is okay"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03. ====================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://preview.shareapic.net/preview6/019798726.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://preview.shareapic.net/preview6/019798726.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sardar1: Oye, what will happen if electricity is not discovered?&lt;br /&gt;Sardar2: Nothing, we must watch TV in candle light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04. ====================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://preview.shareapic.net/preview6/019798726.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://preview.shareapic.net/preview6/019798726.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sardar in airplane going 2 Bombay .. While its landing he shouted: " Bombay ... Bombay " &lt;br /&gt;Air hostess said: "B silent."&lt;br /&gt;Sardar: "Ok.. Ombay. Ombay"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05. ====================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://preview.shareapic.net/preview6/019798726.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://preview.shareapic.net/preview6/019798726.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: "What is common between JESUS, KRISHNA , RAM, GANDHI and BUDHA?"&lt;br /&gt;Sardar: "All are born on government holidays...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06. ====================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://preview.shareapic.net/preview6/019798726.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://preview.shareapic.net/preview6/019798726.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sir: What is difference between Orange and Apple?&lt;br /&gt;Sardar: Color of Orange is orange, but color of Apple is not APPLE &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07. ====================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://preview.shareapic.net/preview6/019798726.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://preview.shareapic.net/preview6/019798726.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa got into a bus on 1st April..... &lt;br /&gt;When conductor asked for ticket, he gave Rs.10/- and took the ticket and said "April fool".&lt;br /&gt;I have pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08. ====================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://preview.shareapic.net/preview6/019798726.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://preview.shareapic.net/preview6/019798726.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banta: U cheated me.&lt;br /&gt;Shopkeeper: No,&lt;br /&gt;I sold a good radio to u.&lt;br /&gt;Banta: Radio label shows Made in Japan but radio says&lt;br /&gt;This is all India Radio!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09. ====================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://preview.shareapic.net/preview6/019798726.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://preview.shareapic.net/preview6/019798726.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Day, A sardarji went to take an art class. His art teacher gave the assignment that he must paint something. The sardarji did not know what to paint, so the teacher told him to paint that which he felt was the most beautiful thing in the world. &lt;br /&gt;The sardarji thought, Nothing can be more beautiful than my village, so I shall paint that.&lt;br /&gt;The sardarji spent all his time working on the painting the next day. He did not eat, sleep, or&lt;br /&gt;take a bath. Finally, he took the painting to his art teacher. His art teacher was amazed at the detail of the picture, but he said, "No, no, there is something missing. Go back to your village and see what you&lt;br /&gt;have missed." The sardarji went back to his village and revised his painting. The next day in class, he returned with the painting. He presented a black canvas to his instructor. His instructor said, "What! You fool!&lt;br /&gt;I said revise not destroy!" The sardarji said, "Well you told me to paint what I was missing, so I went back to the village, and looked for a long time. Then, there was a power outage, so I thought to myself this is what I am missing, so I painted black!"&lt;br /&gt;10. ====================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://preview.shareapic.net/preview6/019798726.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://preview.shareapic.net/preview6/019798726.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Sardar was enjoying Sun on a Beach in UK.A lady came and asked him, " Are you relaxing" &lt;br /&gt;Sardar answered '" No I am Banta Singh" &lt;br /&gt;Another Guy Came and asked! ! ! ! the same Question. Sardar answered " No No Me ! Banta Singh" Third one came and asked the same question Sardar was totally annoyed and decided to shift his place. While walking he saw another Sardar enjoying the Beach. He went and asked him " Are you Relaxing?" The other Sardar was much educated and answered "Yes I am relaxing. &lt;br /&gt;The Sardar slapped him on his face and said "Idiot, Sab tere Ko wahahn dhoond rahe hai aur tu Yahaan Aaram Kar raha hai. "&lt;br /&gt;====================================&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308618406803290253-8948913699747364741?l=sardarsfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sardarsfun.blogspot.com/feeds/8948913699747364741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sardarsfun.blogspot.com/2009/10/sardars-fun-part-12.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308618406803290253/posts/default/8948913699747364741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308618406803290253/posts/default/8948913699747364741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sardarsfun.blogspot.com/2009/10/sardars-fun-part-12.html' title='Sardars Fun - Part-12'/><author><name>Jancy Mol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294193226845616629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308618406803290253.post-6139090326010644628</id><published>2009-10-20T10:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T00:48:22.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sardars Fun - Part-11</title><content type='html'>1. ====================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://preview.shareapic.net/preview6/019798726.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://preview.shareapic.net/preview6/019798726.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Tamilian call up sardar and asks " tamil therima??"&lt;br /&gt;Sardar got mad, angrily replied.... "Hindi tera baap!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02. ====================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://preview.shareapic.net/preview6/019798726.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://preview.shareapic.net/preview6/019798726.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 sardarjis looking at Egyptian mummy.&lt;br /&gt;Sar 1 : Look so many bandages, pakka lorry accident case.&lt;br /&gt;Sar 2 : Aaho, lorry number is also written...BC 1760!!!....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03. ====================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://preview.shareapic.net/preview6/019798726.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://preview.shareapic.net/preview6/019798726.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sardar on an interview 4 da post detective.&lt;br /&gt;Interviewer : who killed Gandhi?&lt;br /&gt;Sardar : Thank u sir 4 giving me d job, I will start investigating. ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04. ====================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.shareapic.net/images6/019798726.gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://preview.shareapic.net/preview6/019798726.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://preview.shareapic.net/preview6/019798726.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A scene from Kohn Benega Crorepati... .&lt;br /&gt;Amitabh : In which state Cauvery flows?&lt;br /&gt;Sardar : Liquid state.....&lt;br /&gt;Audience clapped.. Amitabh stunned, looks behind, ALL WERE SARDARS..... .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05. ====================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://preview.shareapic.net/preview6/019798726.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://preview.shareapic.net/preview6/019798726.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sardar: My mobile bill how much?&lt;br /&gt;Call centre girl: sir, just dial 123to know current bill status&lt;br /&gt;Sardar: Stupid, not CURRENT BILL my MOBILE BILL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06. ====================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://preview.shareapic.net/preview6/019798726.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://preview.shareapic.net/preview6/019798726.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend: I got a brand new Ford IKON for my wife!&lt;br /&gt;Sardar: Wow!!! That's an unbelievable exchange offer!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07. ====================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://preview.shareapic.net/preview6/019798726.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://preview.shareapic.net/preview6/019798726.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: Which is the oldest animal in world?&lt;br /&gt;Sardar: ZEBRA&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: How?&lt;br /&gt;Sardar: Bcoz it is Black &amp;amp; White &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08. ====================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://preview.shareapic.net/preview6/019798726.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://preview.shareapic.net/preview6/019798726.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judge: Don't U have shame? It is d 3rd time U R coming to court..&lt;br /&gt;Sardar to judge: U R coming daily, don't U have shame? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09. ====================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://preview.shareapic.net/preview6/019798726.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://preview.shareapic.net/preview6/019798726.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question: "Should Women have Children after 35?"&lt;br /&gt;Smart Sardar Replied: "No!&lt;br /&gt;35 Children R More than Enough!!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. ====================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://preview.shareapic.net/preview6/019798726.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://preview.shareapic.net/preview6/019798726.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sardar attending an interview in Software Company.&lt;br /&gt;Manager: Do U know MS Office?&lt;br /&gt;Sardar: If U give me the address I will go there sir.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;====================================&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308618406803290253-6139090326010644628?l=sardarsfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sardarsfun.blogspot.com/feeds/6139090326010644628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sardarsfun.blogspot.com/2009/10/sardars-fun-part-11.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308618406803290253/posts/default/6139090326010644628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308618406803290253/posts/default/6139090326010644628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sardarsfun.blogspot.com/2009/10/sardars-fun-part-11.html' title='Sardars Fun - Part-11'/><author><name>Jancy Mol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294193226845616629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308618406803290253.post-7523591690989060644</id><published>2009-10-20T10:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T00:50:04.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sardars Fun - Part-10</title><content type='html'>1. ====================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://preview.shareapic.net/preview6/019798726.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://preview.shareapic.net/preview6/019798726.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa went to Mysore palace.&lt;br /&gt;Tourist guide - Santaji plz dont sit there, its Tipu sultan's chair&lt;br /&gt;Santa - Oye dont worry yaar i'll get up when he comes.!!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. ====================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://preview.shareapic.net/preview6/019798726.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://preview.shareapic.net/preview6/019798726.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sardar declares:  I will never marry in my life &amp;amp;. . .&lt;br /&gt;I'll give same advice to my children also. . . ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. ====================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://preview.shareapic.net/preview6/019798726.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://preview.shareapic.net/preview6/019798726.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mr.X: What is the name of your car?&lt;br /&gt;Lady: I forgot the name, but is starts with 'T'.&lt;br /&gt;Mr.X: Oh, what a strange car, starts with Tea. All cars that I know start with petrol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. ====================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://preview.shareapic.net/preview6/019798726.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://preview.shareapic.net/preview6/019798726.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sardar wanted to make a STD call to punjab,&lt;br /&gt;He wanted to save money so what did he do?&lt;br /&gt;Simple, he went to punjab and made a local call..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. ====================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://preview.shareapic.net/preview6/019798726.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://preview.shareapic.net/preview6/019798726.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One tourist from U.S.A.asked to Sardar: Any great man born in this village?&lt;br /&gt;Sardar: No sir, only small babies!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. ====================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://preview.shareapic.net/preview6/019798726.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://preview.shareapic.net/preview6/019798726.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Teacher: A for?&lt;br /&gt;Sardar: Apple&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: Jor se bolo?&lt;br /&gt;Sardar: Jay mata di.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. ====================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://preview.shareapic.net/preview6/019798726.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://preview.shareapic.net/preview6/019798726.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 sardars were fighting after exam.&lt;br /&gt;Sir: Y r u fighting?&lt;br /&gt;1st Sardar: This fool left the answer sheet blank,&lt;br /&gt;Sir: So what?&lt;br /&gt;1st Sardar: Even i did the same thing, now teacher will think that we both copied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. ====================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://preview.shareapic.net/preview6/019798726.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://preview.shareapic.net/preview6/019798726.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sardar is in a dissection class of cockroach. He cuts its 1 leg, and says, "chal", it walks.&lt;br /&gt;He cuts 2nd and 3rd legs and said, "chal" , it walks.&lt;br /&gt;He cuts all the legs and said, "chal....." Finally he wrote the conclusion.. .....&lt;br /&gt;..... "after all the legs of a cockroach are cut - it becomes deaf......"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. ====================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://preview.shareapic.net/preview6/019798726.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://preview.shareapic.net/preview6/019798726.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sardar: Darling, years ago u had a figure like Coke bottle.&lt;br /&gt;Jeeto: Yes darling I still do, only differnece is earlier it was 300ml now it's 2 ltr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. ====================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://preview.shareapic.net/preview6/019798726.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://preview.shareapic.net/preview6/019798726.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A donkey kicked a Sardar &amp;amp; ran away&lt;br /&gt;Sardar ran to catch the donkey.&lt;br /&gt;He saw a zebra &amp;amp; started beating it &amp;amp; said 'SALA Tracksuit pahan ke dhoka de raha hai'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;====================================&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308618406803290253-7523591690989060644?l=sardarsfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sardarsfun.blogspot.com/feeds/7523591690989060644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sardarsfun.blogspot.com/2009/10/sardars-fun-part-10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308618406803290253/posts/default/7523591690989060644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308618406803290253/posts/default/7523591690989060644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sardarsfun.blogspot.com/2009/10/sardars-fun-part-10.html' title='Sardars Fun - Part-10'/><author><name>Jancy Mol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294193226845616629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308618406803290253.post-2492365683235762295</id><published>2009-07-11T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T10:11:55.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sardars Fun - Part-9</title><content type='html'>1. ===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The collector asked Banta Singh for his rail ticket. Banta Singh searched his pockets but could not find it. 'Never mind,' reassured the collector, ' I will take your word that you bought your ticket.' 'That is very kind of you,' replied Banta Singh, 'but if I don't find it, I want to know where to get off.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. ===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher to Sardar: Write your best friend’s name in English.&lt;br /&gt;Sardar wrote: ‘Beautiful Red Underwear’&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: What?&lt;br /&gt;Sardar: His name is Sundar Lal Chaddi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. ===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sardar enters kitchen and opens the sugarbox. Sees inside and closes it.Wife observes the whole episode.Again he comes and does the same stuff. Wife asks Why are you doing this?Sardar replies: Doctor told to check sugar level regularly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. ===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;GAMBLER Surjit Singh saw that his friend Baljit Singh was very depressed.&lt;br /&gt;"What happened ?" asked Surjit.&lt;br /&gt;"Yaar, I lost Rs. 1000 in a bet yesterday."&lt;br /&gt;"How come ?"&lt;br /&gt;"Well, yesterday, the one-day match between India and England was being&lt;br /&gt;shown live on TV. I bet Rs.500 that India would win, but I lost the bet."&lt;br /&gt;"But thats only Rs. 500, where did the rest go ?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yaar, I bet on the highlights too "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. ===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One day a bus gets an accident which were filled up with some sardarjis.&lt;br /&gt;Then one of the Saradarji starts to cry very loudly saying I have lost my hand, I have lost my hand…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the accident one of the survived sardarji says to him, “why are you crying control yourself, don’t cry, see that man has lost his head but he hasn’t utter even a single word, how silent he is…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. ===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One sardarji professor asked a plumber to come to his college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because he wanted to check where the question paper is leaking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. ===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sardar ji says I love u to his girl friend and suddenly falls on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl Friend: What is this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sardarji: O ji, I'm falling in love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. ===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Santa once wanted to transfer some files form one PC to another. Following&lt;br /&gt;was the steps followed by him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Right clicked the mouse on the file which he wanted to transfer and selected CUT option.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Disconnected the mouse from that PC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Took that mouse carefully and connected it to the other PC where he wanted to copy that file.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Right clicked the mouse and selected the PASTE option!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. ===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sardarji went to US to live with his brother. Sardarji's Brother owns a apple shop in US. One day he asked his brother to stay at the shop because he had to go somewhere. He asked his brother if somebody comes to shop and ask for the apple's price, tell them $2 a pound. If somebody questions wheter these apples are sweet or sour, tell them some are some are not. If some body says I do not want to buy, tell them somebody else will buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the sardarji was ready to sell the apples. A lady comes and asks sardarji, Do you know what time it is ? Sardarji replied $2 a pound. Lady said; all sardarji's are idiot and fools.Sardarji replied, some are some are not. Lady got frustrated and said, I will take you to police station.&lt;br /&gt;Sardarji replied, if you will not take some body else take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. ===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sardar sent sms to his boss: Me sick, no work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boss sms back: When I am sick I kiss my wife, try it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Hours later sardar sms 2 boss: Me ok, ur wife very sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===========================================================&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308618406803290253-2492365683235762295?l=sardarsfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sardarsfun.blogspot.com/feeds/2492365683235762295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sardarsfun.blogspot.com/2009/07/sardars-fun-part-9.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308618406803290253/posts/default/2492365683235762295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308618406803290253/posts/default/2492365683235762295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sardarsfun.blogspot.com/2009/07/sardars-fun-part-9.html' title='Sardars Fun - Part-9'/><author><name>Jancy Mol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294193226845616629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308618406803290253.post-4615241549726072301</id><published>2009-07-11T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T08:35:22.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sardars Fun - Part-8</title><content type='html'>1. ===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Santa bought a car on loan...&lt;br /&gt;He didn't pay the dues, the bank took away his car.&lt;br /&gt;Santa: If I knew this,&lt;br /&gt;I'd have taken a loan for my marriage also!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. ===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Santa &amp;amp; Banta got tired of mobile &amp;amp; decide 2 use pigeons.&lt;br /&gt;One day a pigeon reaches Banta without message.&lt;br /&gt;Angry Banta calls Santa!&lt;br /&gt;Santa: Oye, this was a missed call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. ===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa standing on platform suddenly jumps on the railway track.&lt;br /&gt;Banta: Santa u'll die.&lt;br /&gt;Santa: U'll die bcoz haven't u heard train is coming on platform?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. ===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sardarji photographer focusing a dead body's face in a funeral function,&lt;br /&gt;suddenly all relatives beat him why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said "SMILE PLEASE"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. ===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor to patient ( sardar) : You will die within 2 hours. Do you want to&lt;br /&gt;see any one before you die?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patient (Sardar) : Yes. A good doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. ===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sardar was busy removing a wheel from his auto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man asks sardar why are you removing a wheel from your auto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sardar : Cant you read the board. Parking is only for 2 wheeler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. ===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What is the chemical formula 4 water? Sardar: HIJKLMNO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: what r u talking about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sardar: Yesterday u said H to O.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. ===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pappu, while filling up a form: Dad, what should I write against mother  tongue.?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa: Very long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. ===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa: I kiss my wife everyday before leaving for office, what about u?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banta: Me too, after u leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. ===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can kiss u without even touching u.&lt;br /&gt;Gal: U can't&lt;br /&gt;Santa: Lagi 10-10 ki&lt;br /&gt;Gal: Ok&lt;br /&gt;Santa kisses her lips&lt;br /&gt;Gal: Touch kar liya, touch kar liya&lt;br /&gt;Santa: Aah lai 10 Rs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===========================================================&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308618406803290253-4615241549726072301?l=sardarsfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sardarsfun.blogspot.com/feeds/4615241549726072301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sardarsfun.blogspot.com/2009/07/sardars-fun-part-8.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308618406803290253/posts/default/4615241549726072301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308618406803290253/posts/default/4615241549726072301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sardarsfun.blogspot.com/2009/07/sardars-fun-part-8.html' title='Sardars Fun - Part-8'/><author><name>Jancy Mol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294193226845616629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308618406803290253.post-1323828502304684430</id><published>2009-07-11T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T08:04:30.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sardars Fun - Part-7</title><content type='html'>1. ===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sardarji is buying a TV.&lt;br /&gt;"Do you have color TVs?"&lt;br /&gt;"Sure."&lt;br /&gt;"Give me a green one, please."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. ===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sardarji calls Air India. "How long does it take to fly to Amritsar?"&lt;br /&gt;"Just a sec," comes an answer.&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you." says the Sardarji and hangs up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. ===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Have you ever read Shakespeare?"&lt;br /&gt;Sardar: "No, who wrote it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. ===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sardar ordered a pizza and the clerk asked if he should cut it in six or twelve pieces.&lt;br /&gt;"Six, please. I could never eat twelve pieces."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. ===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the Sardar doing when he holds his hands tightly over his ears?&lt;br /&gt;Trying to hold on to a thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. ===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There were 4 sardars in Mumbai. They decided to start a business.They had a lot of&lt;br /&gt;discussions on the type of business and finally decided to start a hotel. They&lt;br /&gt;selected the best of locations and cooks and built the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;The hotel was inaugrated and was awaiting its first customer. The sardars waited and&lt;br /&gt;waited but nobody turned up. The story was the same the next day. A week passed&lt;br /&gt;but noboby turned up.&lt;br /&gt;WHY ? -&lt;br /&gt;Bcos there was a sign at the entrance "Visitors not allowed."&lt;br /&gt;After the failure of their hotel they decided to start an auto garage. They bought&lt;br /&gt;the best of car servicing equipments and soon started the garage.&lt;br /&gt;The 4 sardars waited that day for the first car to arrive but no car entered their&lt;br /&gt;garage. They waited for one day, 2 days ,a week but no car came to their garage.&lt;br /&gt;WHY ?&lt;br /&gt;B'cos their garage was on the first floor.&lt;br /&gt;Page 9 of 37&lt;br /&gt;After this failure they decided to fall back on the good old taxi driving. They bought&lt;br /&gt;a new Premier Padmini running on CNG and began to look for passengers. They drew&lt;br /&gt;past Churchgate but nobody hailed their taxi. They went to Nariman point yet&lt;br /&gt;nobody hailed their taxi. They drove to Chatrapati Shivaji Terminus, even there&lt;br /&gt;nobody hailed their taxi. In desperation they kept on driving all around Mumbai but&lt;br /&gt;alas no one hailed their taxi.&lt;br /&gt;WHY ?&lt;br /&gt;B'cos all the four sardars were sitting in the taxi.&lt;br /&gt;All the 4 sardars were very disgusted with their naseeb and decided to push their&lt;br /&gt;taxi into the sea at Marine Lines. They started pushing their taxi.&lt;br /&gt;They pushed the whole day and were very exhausted but the taxi did not move even&lt;br /&gt;an inch. They decided to rest for the night and start the next day. The next day the&lt;br /&gt;story repeated itself. The taxi just wouldnt move. They pushed for a whole week but&lt;br /&gt;the taxi wouldnt budge.&lt;br /&gt;WHY ?&lt;br /&gt;B'cos two sardarjis were pushing from front and two from behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. ===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sardar was going to Chandigarh from pune by a air-india plane. He was alloted the&lt;br /&gt;middle seat of one of the 3-seats array. But as soon as the sardarji got into the&lt;br /&gt;plane, he sat on the window side seat which was actually for an old lady. After some&lt;br /&gt;time the old lady came and requested the sardarji to leave the side seat. But the&lt;br /&gt;sardaji told: "I want to see the view from the window and shall not leave". The old&lt;br /&gt;lady then complained to the air hostess. The air hostess came and requested the&lt;br /&gt;sardarji to leave that seat. But sardarji was adament and did not leave. Then the air&lt;br /&gt;hostess went and told the asst capt. He also came and requested, but in vain. Finally&lt;br /&gt;the Captain came. He whispered something in the ears of the sardarji, and the&lt;br /&gt;sardarji immedietly left the side seat and returned to the middle seat. Astonished,&lt;br /&gt;the airhostess and the asst. capt. asked the capt. what he told to the sardarji. Capt.&lt;br /&gt;replied: "nothing. I just told him that only the middle seats will go to Chandigarh. All&lt;br /&gt;others will go to Jalandhar."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. ===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Talking about those days when there were no mosquito repellents and we had to&lt;br /&gt;spend sleepless nights. Sardarji was also experiencing the same every time he tries&lt;br /&gt;to sleep, one mosquito comes and disturbs his sleep with a sound "guooonn, guooonn.".&lt;br /&gt;He gets very irritated. He tries to cover his ear but the problem remains persistent.&lt;br /&gt;Ultimately he gets up and catches the mosquito in his hand. He is very kind and not&lt;br /&gt;for the blood shed but still wanted to take revenge. Happy as he is now starts singing&lt;br /&gt;a lullaby and says "so ja machchar, bete so ja". After some time he finds the&lt;br /&gt;mosquito falling in to deep sleep in his hands. So he goes near it and says "Guoooonnnnn, guoooonnnnn."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. ===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our Sardar is walking down the street and sees a man jumping up and down on a&lt;br /&gt;manhole cover yelling "86, 86, 86". He asks the man, "Excuse me, but why are you&lt;br /&gt;jumping up and down on this manhole cover and yelling '86, 86, 86'?" The man says,&lt;br /&gt;"Well, I can't tell you that, but if you really want to know, I can let you go under&lt;br /&gt;there and find out. He thinks for a moment, then his curiosity gets the better of&lt;br /&gt;him, and he says, "Okay." The man lifts the manhole cover, He steps into the manhole,&lt;br /&gt;and the man puts the manhole cover back and starts jumping up and down on it yelling&lt;br /&gt;"87, 87, 87"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. ===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A Sardar died and went to heaven. When he got to the pearly gate Saint Peter told&lt;br /&gt;him that new rules were in effect due to the advances in education on earth. In order&lt;br /&gt;to gain admittance a prospective heavenly soul must answer two questions:&lt;br /&gt;1. Name two days of the week that begin with "T".&lt;br /&gt;2. How many seconds are there in a year?&lt;br /&gt;The Sardar thought for a few minutes and answered...&lt;br /&gt;1. The two days of the week that begin with "T" are Today and Tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;2. There are 12 seconds in a year.&lt;br /&gt;Saint Peter said, "OK, I'll buy the Today and Tomorrow, even though it's not the&lt;br /&gt;answer I expected, so your answer is correct. But how did you get only 12 seconds in&lt;br /&gt;a year?"&lt;br /&gt;The Sardar replied, "Well, January 2nd, February 2nd,March 2nd, etc...."&lt;br /&gt;Saint Peter lets him in without another word&lt;br /&gt;===========================================================&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308618406803290253-1323828502304684430?l=sardarsfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sardarsfun.blogspot.com/feeds/1323828502304684430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sardarsfun.blogspot.com/2009/07/sardars-fun-part-7.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308618406803290253/posts/default/1323828502304684430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308618406803290253/posts/default/1323828502304684430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sardarsfun.blogspot.com/2009/07/sardars-fun-part-7.html' title='Sardars Fun - Part-7'/><author><name>Jancy Mol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294193226845616629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308618406803290253.post-2149760733268584855</id><published>2009-07-11T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T07:39:09.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sardars Fun - Part-6</title><content type='html'>1. ===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sardarji went to the appliance store sale and found a bargain.&lt;br /&gt;"I would like to buy this small TV," he told the salesman.&lt;br /&gt;"Sorry, we don't sell to Sardars," he replied.&lt;br /&gt;He hurried home removed his turban and changed his hair style, and returned to tell the salesman"I would like to buy this TV."&lt;br /&gt;"Sorry, we don't sell to Sardars," Salesman replied.&lt;br /&gt;"Damn, he recognised me," he thought.&lt;br /&gt;He went for a complete disguise this time, haircut, new hair colour, new outfit, big sunglasses, waited a few days, saw the salesman again."I would like to buy this TV."&lt;br /&gt;"Sorry, we don't sell to Sardars," he replied.&lt;br /&gt;Frustrated, he exclaimed, "How do you know I'm a Sardar?"&lt;br /&gt;"Because that's a microwave," he replied.&lt;br /&gt;2. ===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Santa Singh with two red ears went to his doctor.&lt;br /&gt;The doctor asked him "What had happened to your ears?"&lt;br /&gt;He answered, "I was ironing a shirt and the phone rang - but instead of picking up the phone I accidentally picked up the iron and stuck it to my ear."&lt;br /&gt;" Oh Dear! " the doctor exclaimed in disbelief. "But what happened to your other ear?" "The scoundrel called back."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. ===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sardarji is trying to commit suicide on the railway tracks and he takes along some wine and chicken with him. Somebody stops him and asks "kyon bhai ye sab kyon leke baithe ho?" Sardarji replies "Saali train late aati hai kahin bhook se na marjaun"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. ===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having lost his donkey a Sardarji, got down to his knees and started thanking God.&lt;br /&gt;A passerby saw him and asked, "Your donkey is missing; what are you thanking God for ?"&lt;br /&gt;The sardarji replied "I am thanking Him for seeing to it that I wasn't riding the donkey at that time, otherwise I would have been missing too."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. ===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The doctor told Sardarji that if he ran eight kilometers a day for 300 days, he would loose 34 kilos.&lt;br /&gt;At the end of 300 days, Sardarji called the doctor to report he had lost the weight, but he had a problem.&lt;br /&gt;"What's the problem?" asked the doctor. "&lt;br /&gt;I'm 2400 kms from home."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. ===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sardarji is in Delhi. He is walking on a street which has a Clock Tower.  when someone asks him if he wants to buy the clock on the Tower. Sardarji says "Yes". "Give me a thousand rupees and I'll go get a ladder." The man took the thousand and disappeared. Having waited for several hours the Sardarji figured he was taken for a ride. On the next day the Sardarji is again walking along the same street and the same man asks him to buy the clock. "Give me a thousand rupees and I'll go get a ladder." The Sardarji gives him the thousand and says "I am not a fool. This time, you wait and I'll go get a ladder."&lt;br /&gt;7. ===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There was a meeting of all the Surd freedom fighters.They were planning for a free Punjab. Santa Singh raised a point,"Oh...we'll take Punjab from India but how would we develop it?" That was a tough one indeed. Banta Singh had a brainwave..."No problem! We'll attack Amrika, it would take over us and then we would become a State of USA and develop automatically."All the surds became happy with this very simple solution but an old surdwas not. Someone asked him why he wasn't happy.The old surd replied, "THAT'S ALL VERY WELL...WHAT WOULD HAPPEN IF BY CHANCEWE TOOK OVER AMRIKA???&lt;br /&gt;8. ===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sardarji goes into a store and sees a shiny object.He asks the clerk, "What is that shiny object?"The clerk replies, "That is a Thermos flask."The Sardar asks, "What does it do?"The clerk responds, "Keeps hot things hot and cold things cold."The Sardar says, "I'll take it!"The next day, he walks into work with his new Thermos.His Sardar boss sees him and asks, "What is that shiny object with you?"He said, "It's a Thermos flask."The boss asks, "What does it do?"He replies, "Keeps hot things hot and cold things cold."The boss said, "Wow, what do you have in it?"The Sardar replies, "Two cups of coffee and a coke.&lt;br /&gt;9. ===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once a Sardarji was travelling on a train. He felt sleepy so he gave the guy sitting opposite him on the train 20 rupees to wake him up when the station arrived. This guy was a barber, and he felt that for 20 rupees, the sardarji deserved more service. So, when the Sardarji fell asleep, the barber quietly shaved off his beard. When the station arrived, the Sardarji was woken up, and he went home. Reaching home, he went to wash his face, and suddenly screamed when he saw the mirror. Said his wife " What's the matter?" Replied he "The cheat on the train has taken my 20 rupees and woken up someone else"&lt;br /&gt;10. ===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Santa Singh and Banta Singh landed up in Bombay. They managed to get into a double-decker bus. Santa Singh somehow managed to get a bottom seat, But unfortunate Banta got pushed to the top. After a while when the rush was over, Santa went upstairs to see friend Banta Singh. He met Banta in a bad condition clutching the seats in front with both hands, scared to death. He says, "Arre Banta Singh ! What the heck's goin' on? Why are you so scared? I was enjoying my ride down there? Scared Banta replies. "Yeah, but you've got a *driver.*"&lt;br /&gt;===========================================================&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308618406803290253-2149760733268584855?l=sardarsfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sardarsfun.blogspot.com/feeds/2149760733268584855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sardarsfun.blogspot.com/2009/07/sardars-fun-part-6.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308618406803290253/posts/default/2149760733268584855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308618406803290253/posts/default/2149760733268584855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sardarsfun.blogspot.com/2009/07/sardars-fun-part-6.html' title='Sardars Fun - Part-6'/><author><name>Jancy Mol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294193226845616629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308618406803290253.post-968605565733338472</id><published>2009-07-11T02:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T02:13:07.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sardars Fun - Part-5</title><content type='html'>1. ===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does Sardar always smile during lightning storms?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They think their picture is being taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. ===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you tell when Sardar sends you a fax?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has a stamp on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. ===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, look at the dead bird."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sardar looked skyward and said "Where, Where?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. ===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does Sardarji do after taking photocopies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He compares it with the original for spelling mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. ===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does Sardarji do when he has one white sheet and wants an extrasheet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He makes a photocopy of the white sheet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. ===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did 18 Sardars go to a movie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because below 18 was not allowed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. ===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you do when a Sardar throws a hand grenade at you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pull the pin and throw it back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. ===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you make a Sardar laugh on Saturday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell him a joke on Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. ===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't Sardar dial 911?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They can not find the eleven on the phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. ===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sardar ji is filling up a job applicationHe promptly fills in the lines  on NAME, AGE, ADDRESS, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came the column SALARY EXPECTED?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After much thought he writes: Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===========================================================&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308618406803290253-968605565733338472?l=sardarsfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sardarsfun.blogspot.com/feeds/968605565733338472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sardarsfun.blogspot.com/2009/07/sardars-fun-part-5.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308618406803290253/posts/default/968605565733338472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308618406803290253/posts/default/968605565733338472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sardarsfun.blogspot.com/2009/07/sardars-fun-part-5.html' title='Sardars Fun - Part-5'/><author><name>Jancy Mol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294193226845616629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308618406803290253.post-8524066588096154021</id><published>2009-07-10T22:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T23:19:10.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sardars Fun - Part-4</title><content type='html'>1. ===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Teacher : Correct the sentence, "A bull and a cow is grazing in the field"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sardar Student : A cow and a bull is grazing in the field&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : How?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student : Ladies first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. ===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sardar: If I post this letter tonight, will it get to Delhi in two days time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post Master : Yes sir, it definitely will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sardar : I bet you, it won't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                 Post Master : Why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                 Sardar : It's addressed to Mumbai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. ===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa : That Cow is a Lovely Colour ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farmer : Yes, it's a Jersey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa : Oh, I Thought it was its Skin...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. ===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Finishing MBBS, Dr. Sardar Starts his practice. He Chcked 1st&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;patient eyes, tongue &amp;amp; ears by Torch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; finally said BOLE TO.......... TORCH THEEEEK HAI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. ===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Teacher : Which is more important to us, the sun or the moon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pupil : The moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pupil : The moon gives us light at night when we need it but the sun gives&lt;br /&gt;us light only in the day time when we dont need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. ===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sardarji opens his lunch box in the middle of the road....why ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to confirm whether he is going to or coming back from the office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. ===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sardarni asks her lover,"Santa dear, if we get engaged, will u give me a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ring?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sure" replies santa. "Whats ur phone no?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. ===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once a Sardar ji rescued 6 people from a house burning on fire;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still the Sardar ji was jailed, why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because all the rescued persons were fire fighters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. ===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEACHER: Why are you late?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sardar: Because of the sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEACHER: What sign?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                 Sardar: The one that says, "School Ahead, Go Slow."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. ===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Teacher: There are 10 elephants swimming in a pond. A boy jumps inside and&lt;br /&gt;swims underneath them and counts the number of legs.&lt;br /&gt;There are only 36 legs.HOW??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sardar: One elephant was swimming BACKSTROKE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ===========================================================&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308618406803290253-8524066588096154021?l=sardarsfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sardarsfun.blogspot.com/feeds/8524066588096154021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sardarsfun.blogspot.com/2009/07/sardars-fun-part-4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308618406803290253/posts/default/8524066588096154021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308618406803290253/posts/default/8524066588096154021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sardarsfun.blogspot.com/2009/07/sardars-fun-part-4.html' title='Sardars Fun - Part-4'/><author><name>Jancy Mol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294193226845616629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308618406803290253.post-5845341630651363457</id><published>2009-07-10T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T22:43:11.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sardars Fun - Part-3</title><content type='html'>1. ===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sardar was writing something very slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend asked:" Why r u writing so slowly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sardar: "I'm writing to my 6 yr old son, he can't read very fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. ===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man asked sardarji, why Manmohan singh goes walking at evening not&lt;br /&gt;in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sardarji replied "Arey bhai Manmohan is PM not AM".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. ===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A Teacher lecturing on population -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In India after Every 10 sec a woman gives birth to a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Sardar stands up- we must find &amp;amp; stop her!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. ===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sardar-why r all these people running?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man- This is a race, the winner will get the cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sardar-If only the winner will get the cup, why r others running?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. ===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: "I killed a person" convert this sentence into future tense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sardar: The future tense is "u will go to jail".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. ===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sardar told his servant: Go and water the plants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Servant : it's already raining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sardar: So what? Take an umbrella and go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. ===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sardar wins 20 cr from Rs. 20 lottery ticket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dealer gave 11cr after deducting tax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angry Sardar: "Give me 20 cr or else return my 20 Rs back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. ===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postman:- I Have To Come 5 Miles To Deliver U This Packet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sardar:- why did u come so far. Instead u could have posted it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. ===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wife: You always carry my photo in your handbag to the office. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling : When there is a problem, no matter how impossible, I look at your picture and the problem disappears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wife: You see, how miraculous and powerful I am for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              Darling : Yes, I see your picture and say to myself, "What other problem Can there be greater than this one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. ===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Son: Mom, when I was on the bus with Dad this morning, he told me to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;give up my seat to a lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Well, you have done the right thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Son: But mum, I was sitting on daddy's lap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===========================================================&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308618406803290253-5845341630651363457?l=sardarsfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sardarsfun.blogspot.com/feeds/5845341630651363457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sardarsfun.blogspot.com/2009/07/sardars-fun-part-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308618406803290253/posts/default/5845341630651363457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308618406803290253/posts/default/5845341630651363457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sardarsfun.blogspot.com/2009/07/sardars-fun-part-3.html' title='Sardars Fun - Part-3'/><author><name>Jancy Mol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294193226845616629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308618406803290253.post-7006752987506493386</id><published>2009-07-10T21:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T22:44:42.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sardars Fun - Part-2</title><content type='html'>1. ======================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interviewer: what is your birth date?&lt;br /&gt;Sardar: 13th October&lt;br /&gt;Interviewer: Which year?&lt;br /&gt;Sardar: Oye ullu ke pathe _ _ _ EVERY YEAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. ======================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One tourist from U.S.A. asked to Sardar: Any great man born in this  village???&lt;br /&gt;Sardar: no sir, only small Babies!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. ======================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lecturer: write a note on Gandhi Jayanthi&lt;br /&gt;So Sardar writes, "Gandhi was a great man, but I don't know who is Jayanthi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. ======================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When sardar was traveling with his wife in an auto, the driver  adjusted mirror. Sardar shouted, "You are trying to see my wife? Sit back. I will drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. ======================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interviewer: just imagine you  are  in 3rd floor, it caught fire  and how will you escape?&lt;br /&gt;Sardar: its simple. I will stop my imagination!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. ======================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After returning back from a foreign trip, sardar asked his wife,&lt;br /&gt;Do I look like a foreigner?&lt;br /&gt;Wife: No! Why?&lt;br /&gt;Sardar: In London a lady asked me Are you a foreigner?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. ======================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manager asked to sardar at an interview.&lt;br /&gt;Can you spell a word that has more than 15 letters in it?&lt;br /&gt;Sardar replied: -P-O-S-T-B-O-X.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. ======================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How can a Sardar Kill a Lion ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sardarji thinks N thinks hard &amp;amp; comes to a conclusion:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll drink poison n let lion eat me. O' bolo ta ra ra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. ======================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sardar : Sitting on The Top of the Mountain and Studying....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a Person asked : what are you doing???..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sardar replied... Oye!! Higher Studies Yaar...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. ======================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you recognize a Sardar in School?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is the one who erases the notes from the book when the teacher erases the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ======================================================&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308618406803290253-7006752987506493386?l=sardarsfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sardarsfun.blogspot.com/feeds/7006752987506493386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sardarsfun.blogspot.com/2009/07/singh-is-king.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308618406803290253/posts/default/7006752987506493386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308618406803290253/posts/default/7006752987506493386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sardarsfun.blogspot.com/2009/07/singh-is-king.html' title='Sardars Fun - Part-2'/><author><name>Jancy Mol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294193226845616629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308618406803290253.post-8627932005808881400</id><published>2009-07-09T20:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T22:43:59.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sardars Fun - Part-1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img16.imageshack.us/img16/5642/sardar02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 234px;" src="http://img16.imageshack.us/img16/5642/sardar02.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. =============================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an interview, Interviewer: How does an electric motor run?&lt;br /&gt;Santa: Dhhuuuurrrrrrrrrr. .....&lt;br /&gt;Inteviewer shouts: Stop it.&lt;br /&gt;Santa: Dhhuurrrr dhup dhup dhup...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. =============================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Boss: Where were you born?&lt;br /&gt;Sardar: Punjab..&lt;br /&gt;Boss: which part?&lt;br /&gt;Sardar: Kya which part? Whole body born in Punjab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. =============================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2 sardar were fixing a bomb in a car.&lt;br /&gt;Sardar 1: What would you do if the bomb&lt;br /&gt;explodes while fixing.&lt;br /&gt;Sardar 2: Dont worry, I have one more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. =============================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sardar: What is the name of your car?&lt;br /&gt;Lady: I forgot the name, but is starts with "T".&lt;br /&gt;Sardar: Oye Kamaal ki gaadi hai, Tea se start hoti hai. Hamaara gaadi petrol se start hoti hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. =============================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sardar joined new job. 1st day he worked till late evening on the computer. Boss was happy and asked what you did till evening.&lt;br /&gt;Sardar: Keyboard alphabets were not in order, so I made it alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. =============================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Museum Administrator: That's a 500-year-old statue u've broken.&lt;br /&gt;Banta: Thanks God! I thought it was a new one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. =============================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the scene of an accident a man was crying: O God! I have lost my hand, oh!&lt;br /&gt;Santa: Control yourself. Don't cry. See that man. He has lost his head. Is he crying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. =============================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Banta: U cheated me.&lt;br /&gt;Shopkeeper: No, I sold a good radio to u.&lt;br /&gt;Banta: Radio label shows Made in Japan but radio says this is all India Radio!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. =============================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tourist: Whose skeleton is that?&lt;br /&gt;Santa: Tipu's skeleton.&lt;br /&gt;Tourist: Who's that smaller skeleton next to it?&lt;br /&gt;Santa: That was Tipu's skeleton when he was child&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. =============================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 106px;" src="http://www.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/ae12a78892.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father to son after exam: "let me see your report card."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Son: "My friend just borrowed it. He wants to scare his parents."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=============================================&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308618406803290253-8627932005808881400?l=sardarsfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sardarsfun.blogspot.com/feeds/8627932005808881400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sardarsfun.blogspot.com/2009/07/sardars-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308618406803290253/posts/default/8627932005808881400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6308618406803290253/posts/default/8627932005808881400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sardarsfun.blogspot.com/2009/07/sardars-fun.html' title='Sardars Fun - Part-1'/><author><name>Jancy Mol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15294193226845616629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
