Thursday, January 12, 2006

No if and but. Only Jatt !

Yesterday I had the opportunity to spend a wonderful evening of daaru-shaaru with Sphere sahib and his brother-in-law(paaji), at Sphere sahib's place. While I chattered myself to record books, Sphere sahib and paaji mused, sort of spellbound by my mechanical and mental stuttering ! It was close to midnight and in my mind I was speculating, all the while, whether it would be me right then, or Sphere sahib in the morning, who would get a whacking from Sphere sahib's sarkaar (wife) !

In our inabreated states we had the opportunity to touch upon sensitive issues like the (lack of) Indian sportsmen, and Punjab history. Sphere sahib and paaji split into a laughing hubba-hubba when I told them that the fastest ever 'vegetarian' bowler is Javagal Srinath of India. Sphere sahib's commotion got further exaggerated when he found out that rajpoots are actually all nullius filius, bastard sons of the rajahs. Paaji and I couldn't help but tickle Sphere sahib a little more. So, we enlightened him about the existence of bhaape, and their prevalence when it comes to wooing their sisters and their customers. Bhaape are known to have no qualms about getting married to their cousins (or atleast fondling them), and in keeping with their true spirits can go to any lengths when looking for business.

On a less serious note we talked about Canadian politics, where I had to do a balancing act. While Sphere sahib in his trademark affable demeanor admitted being inclined towards the Liberals, the svelte, suave paaji hinted at his inclination towards the Conservatives. Not the one to do a 'Jumping Jack' I tread the thin line, in saying, how I am a Liberal at heart, but would want to give a chance to the Conservatives too, to let people see who is more inadequate.

I was writing this memoir, and Sphere sahib's message popped on my computer. He tells me, his ribs have not had enough exercise. Though my vocal cords are aching today, they too will need exercise, soon !

4 Comments:

Blogger Spheric said...

Doctor sahib,

Vah...you have a photographic memory. I'm surprised you or anyone could remember the events of last night based on the amount of sharaab that was consumed... :)

But that said, what is life without laughter ? :)

ps. I have forwarded your blog post to all my Ahluwalia and Dogra friends...*evil laugh - hahahaha*

4:40 PM  
Blogger Jas B said...

Doc Saab, well described "Bhappas".
Studying in Amritsar and New Delhi certainly had me all exposed to them.

Even my buddy Jayadev, who is from South India, knows how to identify one. Me and my friend, the only two real punjab diyan sardarnia, in school explained it to him quite well!

We used to tease another good friend of mine, from Tarn Taran, saying that we all would marry her off to one. And her reply always was "Mar jaoongi par bhappe naal vyaah nahin karaaoongi".

Don't get me wrong, I too have Ahluwalia and bhappe friends who are very dear to me.

Looks like you guys had a good time last night! Cheers!

12:54 AM  
Blogger ~enfield~ said...

Jas ji, as Sphere sahib said what is life without a little laughter. I too wrote in the same spirit. Besides who can deny that we Jatts too bear the bane of several jokes.

Like your friend, I too had a similar very strong motto, "Kvaara mar jaoon, par bhappan naal nee vyahoon".

Oh yes ! I too used to tell my ignorant, non-Jatt friends, how to identify a bhappa in 3 easy steps:

1.sniff for Fixo(job 1/2 done),then
2.look around for a bushy sardar,
3.ask him to say 'kuggi' !

11:59 PM  
Blogger Jas B said...

Ha ha ha!! Oh God,I can't stop laughing!! We have to meet up to share related stories!! Ha ha ha :)

12:17 AM  

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