It was just few months after independence, of our country India';
The British were still there; however Indian were quite free to interact with them with the spirit of their freshly earned freedom.
In a first class compartment of long distance train, a British and on Sarderji ( a Sikh, by faith, usually they are prominent with their turban) were traveling . The British was as usual in his grave composure, but the Sardarji was enthusiastic.
He wanted to open some dialog with the fellow passenger. Thinking for a while, he just asked " what is your name, sir?"
The British replied breaking his silence, Robert Bruke. Then he asked the Sardarji, " what is your name?'. The Sardar retorted, Kuldip Singh Dhilon. The surprised British asked, "Kuldip is your name, Dhilon is your surname, then what is Singh?"
The Sardar replied " Jistara towda King, ustara sadda Singh!"
The British were still there; however Indian were quite free to interact with them with the spirit of their freshly earned freedom.
In a first class compartment of long distance train, a British and on Sarderji ( a Sikh, by faith, usually they are prominent with their turban) were traveling . The British was as usual in his grave composure, but the Sardarji was enthusiastic.
He wanted to open some dialog with the fellow passenger. Thinking for a while, he just asked " what is your name, sir?"
The British replied breaking his silence, Robert Bruke. Then he asked the Sardarji, " what is your name?'. The Sardar retorted, Kuldip Singh Dhilon. The surprised British asked, "Kuldip is your name, Dhilon is your surname, then what is Singh?"
The Sardar replied " Jistara towda King, ustara sadda Singh!"
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