dndeswal
December 25th, 2005, 06:42 PM
Famous writer Khushwant Singh has compiled a few volumes of jokes. Quoted below are a few about Haryanvi jats, in case some of the members have not read them earlier.
(1) Beast of burden
A Haryanvi peasant was walking down the road carrying a heavy sack of grain on his head. A kindly sardar farmer drawing his bullock cart offered him a lift. The Haryanvi gratefully accepted the offer and sat down in the cart but kept the sack on his head.
‘Chaudhury, why don’t you put the sack down in the gadda?’
‘Sardarji’, replied the Haryanvi, ‘your cart is already heavily loaded. I don’t want to put more burden on your poor bullock’.
(2) A Haryanvi riddle
A Haryana Jat who had been irritated by his failure to answer any of the riddles put to him by a clever bania said angrily: ‘All right, now you answer this riddle: What is hung on a wall, is red, drips and speaks?
After a while the bania admitted he did not know the answer.
‘It is a picture!’, said the Jat triumphantly.
‘A picture?’ It can be hung on a wall but it is not always red’, protested the bania.
‘Then paint it red.’
‘A picture doesn’t drip; its dry’, protested the bania again.
‘Put fresh paint on it and it will drip’.
‘But whoever heard of a picture talk!’
‘That’s right!’, replied the Jat, ‘I added that to make sure a cunning bania like you would not get the answer’.
(3) Peasant’s illness
A Haryanvi peasant being taken ill came to Delhi and was admitted to the All India Institute of Medical Sciences. Internee medical students came round in turns to examine him. Being Bengalis, Tamils and Punjabis none of them could understand what the ailing Haryanavi was saying to them in his dialect. Ultimately a Haryanvi lad working as a compounder in the hospital pharmacy came in and asked, “Taoo, tainey kay ho gaya(Uncle what’s gone wrong with you)?”
The peasant beamed: “Rey chhoray, daktar to too sey, bakee to sab kampoder laagain sey (O boy, you must be the real doctor, those others appear to be compounders).”
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(1) Beast of burden
A Haryanvi peasant was walking down the road carrying a heavy sack of grain on his head. A kindly sardar farmer drawing his bullock cart offered him a lift. The Haryanvi gratefully accepted the offer and sat down in the cart but kept the sack on his head.
‘Chaudhury, why don’t you put the sack down in the gadda?’
‘Sardarji’, replied the Haryanvi, ‘your cart is already heavily loaded. I don’t want to put more burden on your poor bullock’.
(2) A Haryanvi riddle
A Haryana Jat who had been irritated by his failure to answer any of the riddles put to him by a clever bania said angrily: ‘All right, now you answer this riddle: What is hung on a wall, is red, drips and speaks?
After a while the bania admitted he did not know the answer.
‘It is a picture!’, said the Jat triumphantly.
‘A picture?’ It can be hung on a wall but it is not always red’, protested the bania.
‘Then paint it red.’
‘A picture doesn’t drip; its dry’, protested the bania again.
‘Put fresh paint on it and it will drip’.
‘But whoever heard of a picture talk!’
‘That’s right!’, replied the Jat, ‘I added that to make sure a cunning bania like you would not get the answer’.
(3) Peasant’s illness
A Haryanvi peasant being taken ill came to Delhi and was admitted to the All India Institute of Medical Sciences. Internee medical students came round in turns to examine him. Being Bengalis, Tamils and Punjabis none of them could understand what the ailing Haryanavi was saying to them in his dialect. Ultimately a Haryanvi lad working as a compounder in the hospital pharmacy came in and asked, “Taoo, tainey kay ho gaya(Uncle what’s gone wrong with you)?”
The peasant beamed: “Rey chhoray, daktar to too sey, bakee to sab kampoder laagain sey (O boy, you must be the real doctor, those others appear to be compounders).”
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