Laughter the best medicine for us all by Ranu
This is the first month of the year 2013. Life for most is getting more and more challenging. Stress,unhealthy food,keeping up with the Jones’ seems to be the order of the day,month,year.I thought since I’m idle at home,I can try to think about some of my experiences and cheer up any one who is interested to read this.
Here it goes: One fine gentleman was riding on a train,he wanted to use the wash room,when he opened the door,the mirror on the wall confused him.Although he saw himself,he thought it was someone else.He came out immediately.A few minutes later he went in and saw the same person i.e himself.He came out again,after a few times,he told himself,what the heck,I’ll use the washroom.When he saw the same image. “He murmured ,it’s okay he belongs to my department.”
One day I went to see the Madame Tussauds Wax museum in London. As I was walking up the stairs,I saw two policemen in one corner,I was about to ask for direction when one of my friends yelled out. “Did you think they were real?” I quickly turned around and pretended I didn’t hear them.
One of our relatives asked my brother, “How is your middle sister?” He was fuming with anger ,he said: “She is my real sister.”
Once we went to a boutique store in Chicago,I asked my brother-in-law to pick a shirt. He picked one and quickly put it back.I asked him,why he did that,this is what he said :’The word boutique or something is on the label,I don’t want it.’
Once a gentleman was visiting London,on the flight there was a passenger trying to tell him something in English. He did not understand what he said, he quickly got his tucked in shirt out. He wanted to say he was a Pakistani.The passenger thought he was trying to pick a fight,he took out his shirt too. Luckily for both of them,the flight attendant came to their rescue.