Prince charles & sardarji were having dinner.
Prince said, "pass the wine you divine"
Sardar thinks "how poetic"
Sardar says, "pass the custard you bastard
Chinese scientists ne tehkikat k baad
yeh inkeshaf kya hai ,
k surmaee chupkali ko agar ubal ker dhoop main sukha ker ,
papar jesa karunchi hone k baad khaya jae to us se ...
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.
