Guest guest Posted March 15, 2012 Report Share Posted March 15, 2012 Ha ha! Nice :-D Ravin '82 > ** > > > Nailing the truth > > " Did you hear? Our neighbor, Mr. Lalchand, died of a heart attack this > morning! " > > " Who? That idiot who used to put loud bhajans during unearthly hours like > 6 > am? Thank God! Now I no longer have to wake up startled with that loud > noise. All my complaints fell on deaf ears! " > > " That is probably because he was deaf! " > > " Deaf, my foot! He heard all the gossip about Parvati amma's daughter who > ran away with that salesman through their walls. " > > " Anyway, he was quite old, so his heart must have been weak. " > > " He was the most heartless guy I have ever seen; I wonder how he had a > heart > attack? In fact he used to kick and scream at all those poor stray dogs > that > lie around our society gate. And remember those society meetings that we > had. That chap was a sure cure for insomnia. He used to drone on and on > about rules and bye laws. " > > " Sssh! You mustn't talk ill of the dead. " > > " Whileas, the guy who is dead would talk ill of everybody. He had the > vilest > tongue in his evil mouth. Remember the time he had abused Mr. Rehmani for > eating non-veg food and disposing it in the common garbage? He even called > him a Keeda! I bet Rehmani stopped eating even eggs after that! " > > " Anyway, we need to visit his house to console his wife. " > > As we entered the house to perform our duties, the scowling face of Mr. > Lalchand greeted me from a photograph on a small table below. There were > flowers and incense sticks and a flickering lamp. A brand new nail was > waiting in the wall above. This would be the final promotion Mr. Lalchand > would get. > > As happens in most society meetings, you get railroaded into most > undesirable tasks. I suddenly found myself in the unenviable position on > the > podium with a microphone in my hand and asked to say a few words about Mr. > Lalchand. > > " Actually " , I began, " I cannot describe Mr. Lalchand in a few words, he > requires volumes! " I said grinding my teeth, " However, I shall try to keep > it short. Mr. Lalchand was a very rare type of person. He was deeply > religious. In fact no day of his ever began without his favourite bhajans. " > > I grimaced a bit and continued, " He tried to keep himself abreast with all > the latest developments in the society. In fact, he was interested in all > of > us. We will all miss his deep and profound knowledge about the laws and > bye > laws in our society meetings. He loved animals so much that he wanted them > out of the streets and in their own homes with loving owners. He was a > strict environmentalist and believed in segregation of garbage and other > green ideas. We will all miss him. " > > His wife later told me that I had nailed the truth. I looked > appreciatively > at the new nail in the wall and nodded. > > -Kishore Shah > > > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted March 15, 2012 Report Share Posted March 15, 2012 Very interesting turn of phrases ! Wah janab. Sanjay Marwah '78 ________________________________ To: Undisclosed-Recipient@... Sent: Thursday, 15 March 2012 10:17 AM Subject: Nailing the truth  Nailing the truth " Did you hear? Our neighbor, Mr. Lalchand, died of a heart attack this morning! " " Who? That idiot who used to put loud bhajans during unearthly hours like 6 am? Thank God! Now I no longer have to wake up startled with that loud noise. All my complaints fell on deaf ears! " " That is probably because he was deaf! " " Deaf, my foot! He heard all the gossip about Parvati amma's daughter who ran away with that salesman through their walls. " " Anyway, he was quite old, so his heart must have been weak. " " He was the most heartless guy I have ever seen; I wonder how he had a heart attack? In fact he used to kick and scream at all those poor stray dogs that lie around our society gate. And remember those society meetings that we had. That chap was a sure cure for insomnia. He used to drone on and on about rules and bye laws. " " Sssh! You mustn't talk ill of the dead. " " Whileas, the guy who is dead would talk ill of everybody. He had the vilest tongue in his evil mouth. Remember the time he had abused Mr. Rehmani for eating non-veg food and disposing it in the common garbage? He even called him a Keeda! I bet Rehmani stopped eating even eggs after that! " " Anyway, we need to visit his house to console his wife. " As we entered the house to perform our duties, the scowling face of Mr. Lalchand greeted me from a photograph on a small table below. There were flowers and incense sticks and a flickering lamp. A brand new nail was waiting in the wall above. This would be the final promotion Mr. Lalchand would get. As happens in most society meetings, you get railroaded into most undesirable tasks. I suddenly found myself in the unenviable position on the podium with a microphone in my hand and asked to say a few words about Mr. Lalchand. " Actually " , I began, " I cannot describe Mr. Lalchand in a few words, he requires volumes! " I said grinding my teeth, " However, I shall try to keep it short. Mr. Lalchand was a very rare type of person. He was deeply religious. In fact no day of his ever began without his favourite bhajans. " I grimaced a bit and continued, " He tried to keep himself abreast with all the latest developments in the society. In fact, he was interested in all of us. We will all miss his deep and profound knowledge about the laws and bye laws in our society meetings. He loved animals so much that he wanted them out of the streets and in their own homes with loving owners. He was a strict environmentalist and believed in segregation of garbage and other green ideas. We will all miss him. " His wife later told me that I had nailed the truth. I looked appreciatively at the new nail in the wall and nodded. -Kishore Shah Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted March 15, 2012 Report Share Posted March 15, 2012 Dear Kishor, Wonderful! In " true " Indian tradition ,you said it all ,without speaking ill for departed one! V.K.Gupta76 ________________________________ To: Undisclosed-Recipient@... Sent: Thursday, 15 March 2012 10:17 AM Subject: Nailing the truth  Nailing the truth " Did you hear? Our neighbor, Mr. Lalchand, died of a heart attack this morning! " " Who? That idiot who used to put loud bhajans during unearthly hours like 6 am? Thank God! Now I no longer have to wake up startled with that loud noise. All my complaints fell on deaf ears! " " That is probably because he was deaf! " " Deaf, my foot! He heard all the gossip about Parvati amma's daughter who ran away with that salesman through their walls. " " Anyway, he was quite old, so his heart must have been weak. " " He was the most heartless guy I have ever seen; I wonder how he had a heart attack? In fact he used to kick and scream at all those poor stray dogs that lie around our society gate. And remember those society meetings that we had. That chap was a sure cure for insomnia. He used to drone on and on about rules and bye laws. " " Sssh! You mustn't talk ill of the dead. " " Whileas, the guy who is dead would talk ill of everybody. He had the vilest tongue in his evil mouth. Remember the time he had abused Mr. Rehmani for eating non-veg food and disposing it in the common garbage? He even called him a Keeda! I bet Rehmani stopped eating even eggs after that! " " Anyway, we need to visit his house to console his wife. " As we entered the house to perform our duties, the scowling face of Mr. Lalchand greeted me from a photograph on a small table below. There were flowers and incense sticks and a flickering lamp. A brand new nail was waiting in the wall above. This would be the final promotion Mr. Lalchand would get. As happens in most society meetings, you get railroaded into most undesirable tasks. I suddenly found myself in the unenviable position on the podium with a microphone in my hand and asked to say a few words about Mr. Lalchand. " Actually " , I began, " I cannot describe Mr. Lalchand in a few words, he requires volumes! " I said grinding my teeth, " However, I shall try to keep it short. Mr. Lalchand was a very rare type of person. He was deeply religious. In fact no day of his ever began without his favourite bhajans. " I grimaced a bit and continued, " He tried to keep himself abreast with all the latest developments in the society. In fact, he was interested in all of us. We will all miss his deep and profound knowledge about the laws and bye laws in our society meetings. He loved animals so much that he wanted them out of the streets and in their own homes with loving owners. He was a strict environmentalist and believed in segregation of garbage and other green ideas. We will all miss him. " His wife later told me that I had nailed the truth. I looked appreciatively at the new nail in the wall and nodded. -Kishore Shah Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted March 16, 2012 Report Share Posted March 16, 2012 The last nail in the coffin ? Â Good one, Kishoreda ! Â Prabha '84 Subject: Nailing the truth To: Undisclosed-Recipient@... Date: Thursday, March 15, 2012, 10:17 AM Â Nailing the truth " Did you hear? Our neighbor, Mr. Lalchand, died of a heart attack this morning! " " Who? That idiot who used to put loud bhajans during unearthly hours like 6 am? Thank God! Now I no longer have to wake up startled with that loud noise. All my complaints fell on deaf ears! " " That is probably because he was deaf! " " Deaf, my foot! He heard all the gossip about Parvati amma's daughter who ran away with that salesman through their walls. " " Anyway, he was quite old, so his heart must have been weak. " " He was the most heartless guy I have ever seen; I wonder how he had a heart attack? In fact he used to kick and scream at all those poor stray dogs that lie around our society gate. And remember those society meetings that we had. That chap was a sure cure for insomnia. He used to drone on and on about rules and bye laws. " " Sssh! You mustn't talk ill of the dead. " " Whileas, the guy who is dead would talk ill of everybody. He had the vilest tongue in his evil mouth. Remember the time he had abused Mr. Rehmani for eating non-veg food and disposing it in the common garbage? He even called him a Keeda! I bet Rehmani stopped eating even eggs after that! " " Anyway, we need to visit his house to console his wife. " As we entered the house to perform our duties, the scowling face of Mr. Lalchand greeted me from a photograph on a small table below. There were flowers and incense sticks and a flickering lamp. A brand new nail was waiting in the wall above. This would be the final promotion Mr. Lalchand would get. As happens in most society meetings, you get railroaded into most undesirable tasks. I suddenly found myself in the unenviable position on the podium with a microphone in my hand and asked to say a few words about Mr. Lalchand. " Actually " , I began, " I cannot describe Mr. Lalchand in a few words, he requires volumes! " I said grinding my teeth, " However, I shall try to keep it short. Mr. Lalchand was a very rare type of person. He was deeply religious. In fact no day of his ever began without his favourite bhajans. " I grimaced a bit and continued, " He tried to keep himself abreast with all the latest developments in the society. In fact, he was interested in all of us. We will all miss his deep and profound knowledge about the laws and bye laws in our society meetings. He loved animals so much that he wanted them out of the streets and in their own homes with loving owners. He was a strict environmentalist and believed in segregation of garbage and other green ideas. We will all miss him. " His wife later told me that I had nailed the truth. I looked appreciatively at the new nail in the wall and nodded. -Kishore Shah Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted March 16, 2012 Report Share Posted March 16, 2012 A big hammer has been used to nail this truth.  Bharat ________________________________ To: Undisclosed-Recipient@... Sent: Wednesday, 14 March 2012 9:47 PM Subject: Nailing the truth  Nailing the truth " Did you hear? Our neighbor, Mr. Lalchand, died of a heart attack this morning! " " Who? That idiot who used to put loud bhajans during unearthly hours like 6 am? Thank God! Now I no longer have to wake up startled with that loud noise. All my complaints fell on deaf ears! " " That is probably because he was deaf! " " Deaf, my foot! He heard all the gossip about Parvati amma's daughter who ran away with that salesman through their walls. " " Anyway, he was quite old, so his heart must have been weak. " " He was the most heartless guy I have ever seen; I wonder how he had a heart attack? In fact he used to kick and scream at all those poor stray dogs that lie around our society gate. And remember those society meetings that we had. That chap was a sure cure for insomnia. He used to drone on and on about rules and bye laws. " " Sssh! You mustn't talk ill of the dead. " " Whileas, the guy who is dead would talk ill of everybody. He had the vilest tongue in his evil mouth. Remember the time he had abused Mr. Rehmani for eating non-veg food and disposing it in the common garbage? He even called him a Keeda! I bet Rehmani stopped eating even eggs after that! " " Anyway, we need to visit his house to console his wife. " As we entered the house to perform our duties, the scowling face of Mr. Lalchand greeted me from a photograph on a small table below. There were flowers and incense sticks and a flickering lamp. A brand new nail was waiting in the wall above. This would be the final promotion Mr. Lalchand would get. As happens in most society meetings, you get railroaded into most undesirable tasks. I suddenly found myself in the unenviable position on the podium with a microphone in my hand and asked to say a few words about Mr. Lalchand. " Actually " , I began, " I cannot describe Mr. Lalchand in a few words, he requires volumes! " I said grinding my teeth, " However, I shall try to keep it short. Mr. Lalchand was a very rare type of person. He was deeply religious. In fact no day of his ever began without his favourite bhajans. " I grimaced a bit and continued, " He tried to keep himself abreast with all the latest developments in the society. In fact, he was interested in all of us. We will all miss his deep and profound knowledge about the laws and bye laws in our society meetings. He loved animals so much that he wanted them out of the streets and in their own homes with loving owners. He was a strict environmentalist and believed in segregation of garbage and other green ideas. We will all miss him. " His wife later told me that I had nailed the truth. I looked appreciatively at the new nail in the wall and nodded. -Kishore Shah Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted March 17, 2012 Report Share Posted March 17, 2012 received all your mails. Thanks & Regards Dr.Amruta Ingale Zonal Medical Office Zone No 3 > ** > > > Nailing the truth > > " Did you hear? Our neighbor, Mr. Lalchand, died of a heart attack this > morning! " > > " Who? That idiot who used to put loud bhajans during unearthly hours like > 6 > am? Thank God! Now I no longer have to wake up startled with that loud > noise. All my complaints fell on deaf ears! " > > " That is probably because he was deaf! " > > " Deaf, my foot! He heard all the gossip about Parvati amma's daughter who > ran away with that salesman through their walls. " > > " Anyway, he was quite old, so his heart must have been weak. " > > " He was the most heartless guy I have ever seen; I wonder how he had a > heart > attack? In fact he used to kick and scream at all those poor stray dogs > that > lie around our society gate. And remember those society meetings that we > had. That chap was a sure cure for insomnia. He used to drone on and on > about rules and bye laws. " > > " Sssh! You mustn't talk ill of the dead. " > > " Whileas, the guy who is dead would talk ill of everybody. He had the > vilest > tongue in his evil mouth. Remember the time he had abused Mr. Rehmani for > eating non-veg food and disposing it in the common garbage? He even called > him a Keeda! I bet Rehmani stopped eating even eggs after that! " > > " Anyway, we need to visit his house to console his wife. " > > As we entered the house to perform our duties, the scowling face of Mr. > Lalchand greeted me from a photograph on a small table below. There were > flowers and incense sticks and a flickering lamp. A brand new nail was > waiting in the wall above. This would be the final promotion Mr. Lalchand > would get. > > As happens in most society meetings, you get railroaded into most > undesirable tasks. I suddenly found myself in the unenviable position on > the > podium with a microphone in my hand and asked to say a few words about Mr. > Lalchand. > > " Actually " , I began, " I cannot describe Mr. Lalchand in a few words, he > requires volumes! " I said grinding my teeth, " However, I shall try to keep > it short. Mr. Lalchand was a very rare type of person. He was deeply > religious. In fact no day of his ever began without his favourite bhajans. " > > I grimaced a bit and continued, " He tried to keep himself abreast with all > the latest developments in the society. In fact, he was interested in all > of > us. We will all miss his deep and profound knowledge about the laws and > bye > laws in our society meetings. He loved animals so much that he wanted them > out of the streets and in their own homes with loving owners. He was a > strict environmentalist and believed in segregation of garbage and other > green ideas. We will all miss him. " > > His wife later told me that I had nailed the truth. I looked > appreciatively > at the new nail in the wall and nodded. > > -Kishore Shah > > > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted March 17, 2012 Report Share Posted March 17, 2012 Interesting interpretation. Malini From: mgims [mailto:mgims ] On Behalf Of Shah Sent: 15 March 2012 04:48 To: Undisclosed-Recipient:; Subject: Nailing the truth Nailing the truth " Did you hear? Our neighbor, Mr. Lalchand, died of a heart attack this morning! " " Who? That idiot who used to put loud bhajans during unearthly hours like 6 am? Thank God! Now I no longer have to wake up startled with that loud noise. All my complaints fell on deaf ears! " " That is probably because he was deaf! " " Deaf, my foot! He heard all the gossip about Parvati amma's daughter who ran away with that salesman through their walls. " " Anyway, he was quite old, so his heart must have been weak. " " He was the most heartless guy I have ever seen; I wonder how he had a heart attack? In fact he used to kick and scream at all those poor stray dogs that lie around our society gate. And remember those society meetings that we had. That chap was a sure cure for insomnia. He used to drone on and on about rules and bye laws. " " Sssh! You mustn't talk ill of the dead. " " Whileas, the guy who is dead would talk ill of everybody. He had the vilest tongue in his evil mouth. Remember the time he had abused Mr. Rehmani for eating non-veg food and disposing it in the common garbage? He even called him a Keeda! I bet Rehmani stopped eating even eggs after that! " " Anyway, we need to visit his house to console his wife. " As we entered the house to perform our duties, the scowling face of Mr. Lalchand greeted me from a photograph on a small table below. There were flowers and incense sticks and a flickering lamp. A brand new nail was waiting in the wall above. This would be the final promotion Mr. Lalchand would get. As happens in most society meetings, you get railroaded into most undesirable tasks. I suddenly found myself in the unenviable position on the podium with a microphone in my hand and asked to say a few words about Mr. Lalchand. " Actually " , I began, " I cannot describe Mr. Lalchand in a few words, he requires volumes! " I said grinding my teeth, " However, I shall try to keep it short. Mr. Lalchand was a very rare type of person. He was deeply religious. In fact no day of his ever began without his favourite bhajans. " I grimaced a bit and continued, " He tried to keep himself abreast with all the latest developments in the society. In fact, he was interested in all of us. We will all miss his deep and profound knowledge about the laws and bye laws in our society meetings. He loved animals so much that he wanted them out of the streets and in their own homes with loving owners. He was a strict environmentalist and believed in segregation of garbage and other green ideas. We will all miss him. " His wife later told me that I had nailed the truth. I looked appreciatively at the new nail in the wall and nodded. -Kishore Shah Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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