An Akali leader was fulminating against the Congress. Addressing a crowded university meeting, he thundered, The Congress wallahs are all waters of the first rogue. The audience burst into laughter over his lapse of tongue. The Akali leader realised he had made a mistake. He joined the palms of his hands to ask for pardon, T am very sorry, it is a tongue of slip. This time the laughter was louder than before. The gentleman that he was, the Akali leader was genuinely contrite, You must pardon me. I am always limiting the cross.
Posted on: Tue, 30 Dec 2014 12:09:51 +0000