HAR EK FRIEND ZAROORI HOTA HAI
S ome of my S.Y. B.Com students, who have their third-sem exams starting from tomorrow, had decided to sit in my class and revise for a longer time. They were doing their studies on their own in the class room and I was doing my work in my office. Around 12.30 in the noon, two of them came to me. “Sir, we are ordering some fries,” one of them said, “Shall we order for you, too.” I had carried my lunch and, therefore, said, “Thanks beta … I have brought my lunch.” Then, out of curiosity, I asked them, “What fries… veg or non-veg?” Half of them had planned to order veg and the other half, chicken. I got tempted and shamelessly said, “Well, I will taste from yours.” Remembering my college days I asked, “Who is the Godfather - your Sponsor - today?” “No Godfather sir,” they said, “It is TTMM.” “What is that? I was curious, “Tu tu me me?” “No, no… It is Tu tera, me mera,” one of them explained. “Tujha tu, majha mi,” added another. “Oh, ...