This is a mail that I got the other day. Thought I should share this, for we Malayalis are too sceptical and cynical to acknowledge greatness of anyone else. We continue to laugh at the Sardarji, as if we are blemishless. Hope this mail is food for enough thought.
"Hello friends!! Well, jayant , my friend, told me the following incident which I wish to share with you. It has had a deep impact on mythinking.In the diwali vacation, Jayant and his couple of friends had gone toDelhi.
They rented a taxi for local sight-seeing. The driver was an old Sardar,and boys being boys, Jayant and his pals began cracking Sardarji jokes,just to insinuate the old man.
But to their surprise, the fellow remained unperturbed.
At the end of the sight-seeing, they paid up the hire-charges. TheSardar returned the change. Moreover, he gave each one of them one rupeeextra and said, (in Hindi, of course),
''Son, since morning you have been telling Sardarji jokes. I listened tothem all and let me tell you, some of them were in a very bad taste.Still, I don't mind coz I know that you are young blood and are yet tosee the world. But I have just one request. Here I am giving you onerupee each. Give it to the first Sardar beggar that you come across inthis city."
Jayant continued," That one rupee coin is still with me. I couldn't finda single Sardar begging on the streets of Delhi."
Friends, we all love sardar jokes. But the fact of matter is that Sikhsare one of the most prosperous and diversified communities in the world.The secret behind their universal success, according to me, is theirwillingness to do any job with utmost dedication. A Sardar will drive atruck or set up a roadside garage or a dhaba, but he will never beg onthe streets.
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