A sardar went 2 international cookin contest. Wen judges came 2 him,
he was movin spoon in empty karhai.
Judge Asked: kya bana rahe ho...?
Sardar: Pagal..
Make for me a place within your heart
On which I can depend. For only you
Touch the ancient wellsprings of my tears,
Home through all the wanderings of my years,
Eden that no other can renew,
Root I cannot rend through rage or art.