Dying Parsi

An old Parsi is dying and calls his grandson to his bed.

Dad- “Dikraa, aai ley, for u, my chrome-plated 0.38 revolver.”

Son- “But bawaji,I don’t like guns. How about u leave me tamaaru gold rolex watch instead?”

Dad- “Chutia, shut up and listen. One day u have to run maaru business. Someday you gonna come home and may be find ur fataakri biwi in bed with some other bhonsrino bhadvo. Chutmarino, what will you do then? Point your rolex watch at him and say, ‘Time’s up?!’”




It was opening night at the Orpheum theatre and the Amazing Eileen was topping the bill. People came from miles around to see the famed hypnotist do her stuff.

As the Amazing Eileen took to the stage, she announced, ”Unlike most stage hypnotists who invite two or three people up onto the stage to be put into a trance, I intend to hypnotize each and every member of the audience.”

The excitement was almost electric as the Amazing Eileen withdrew a beautiful antique pocket watch from her coat.

”I want you each to keep your eye on this antique watch. It’s a very special watch. Its been in my family for six generations.”

She began to swing the watch gently back and forth while quietly chanting, ”Watch the watch, watch the watch, watch the watch…. ”.

The crowd became mesmerized as the watch swayed back and forth, light gleaming off its polished surface.

Hundreds of pairs of eyes followed the swaying watch, until suddenly it slipped from the hypnotist’s fingers and fell to the floor, breaking into a hundred pieces.

”Sh*t” ……………..said the hypnotist.

It took three weeks to clean up the theatre. …