A Punjabi Sardar and a Bengali Babu were talking about their State's patriotic history during the freedom struggle. The debate heated up and both ended up claiming that their state had the maximum number of freedom fighters.
They finally agreed on a method to find which of the states had more freedom fighters. Each person would say the name of a freedom fighter from his state and pull one hair out of his opponents head. Both of them began earnestly.
"Bhagat Singh" said the Sardar and pulled one hair from the Bengali.
"Netaji" said the Bengali and did the same.
They continued like this for some time, but soon exhausted all known freedom fighters. The Bengali, however, was very clever. He used Sardar's ignorance and reeled off a lot of imaginary names.
The Punjabi was stuck. He did not know any more Punjabi freedom fighter's name. He thought deeply for a moment, jumped on the Bengali's head and pulled all his hair out shouting - "JallianWala more...
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What do you call a sikh female's boyfriend?
Her Pal Singh
What do you call a sikh guy running towards the enemy camp with a white flag in his hand? (This had appeared on SCI long long ago.)
A Sardar travelling on an overnight train to Punjab requests the conductor before retiring
"phaji - Ludhiana savere panj vaje aavega - mainu uthe jaroor utha dena interview lai jana hai. Main Kumbkaran de neend sonda hoon, jarurat pade taan jabardasti utar dena.
Sardarji wakes up to the sounds of "chai chai" in Amritsar, looks at time - 8. 30 AM. He has missed his interview and is very pissed off, finds the conductor and starts swearing at him in the choicest Punjabi galis. This carries on for about 10 minutes. Another passenger says to the Conductor: -
"ye Sardar ji aap ko maa bahen ki galiya nikaal rahen hain aur aap hain ke sharafat se sune ja rahe hain"
"bhai sahib " responds the conductor "main enke galiyan to sun he nahin raha hoon. Mujhe to un Sardarji ke galiyaan sun rahi hain jinko maine Ludhaine main utaar deya.
A Sardar came to the office of The Hindustan Times to place an advertisement announcing his father’s death.
“The rate is Rs. 360 per single col. cm, ” the clerk told him.
“Main toh lut jaoonga, ” exclaimed the Sardar.
“My father was 182 cms tall. ”
One Sardar Read A Board "Likhney Wala Briliant..... Parhney Wala Idiot.." Sardar Becomes Angry, He Rub The Board And Writes, "Parhney Wala Briliant, Likhney Wala Idiot...."