A railway guard on duty saluted the British Passenger seated inside a first class compartment, wanting to know if the latter had any problem. The reply came, "Yes. You will find my washerwoman at the adjacent III class compartment. Tell her I want a change". Obviously, the washerwoman had taken the boss' shirt for ironing,
The guard swiftly moved thereto and inquired, when pat came the reply from one of her co-passengers, "Wah… You had gone to him brown-nosing and that angreji saheb has sent you here eh? That poor lady had got down for betel leaves or something previous station. She was screaming at the top of her voice and you never bothered and started vigorously waving that green-flag…"
"Oh God!" the guard exclaimed and came back to report the fact to the British Passenger. Naturally the Gora saab was upset and started shouting, "I don't know what you are going to do about it. I want my…"
"Don't worry sir! I will do the needful", saying this, he rushed to the control room to send a tele-printer message. A carbon copy of the message he brought to the V.I.P. in order to placate him. Contrary to his expectations, on reading the message, the passenger started shouting, "Oh dammit! She is not my woman. She is a washerwoman. Do you get it?" The message read:
SAB'S WOMAN LEFT BEHIND AT YOUR
STATION STOP SEND HER BACK BY
THE NEXT AVAILABLE TRAIN
"I am extremely sorry sir! I will send another message - a corrective - fault is mine - My apologies sir!", so saying he rushed back to the control room and soon arrived with the second message as under:
INSERT WASHER BETWEEN SAB'S AND WOMAN
(Contributed by Eknaath Nagarkar)
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