Nawab Jokes

A SCHOLARLY Nawab fond of birds came across an elegant-looking parrot on sale whose main attribute was stated to be command over classical languages. When asked about the correctness of the claim, pat came the response from the parrot in Persian:' Dreechay Shak!, meaning there is not an iota of doubt about it.
Highly impressed, the Nawab paid the large sum being demanded for it, and brought the proud possession home, flaunting it before a circle of close friends and scholars. They went into peals of laughter when a casual question on whether their friend had been cheated, brought forth the same monotonous response:' Dreechay Shak' which were the only words known to the linguist parrot!'

THE Nawab of Pataudi was going through a bad patch. In a succession of matches he went out without scoring a run. Once, playing at Wankhede Stadium in Bombay, his wife, Sharmila Tagore, rang him up. The secretary of the club replied,' Madam, the Nawab Sahib has just gone in to bat. I will ask him to ring you back as soon as he returns to the pavilion.'
'No replied the Begum Sahiba, I'Will hang on the line. He never stays at the wicket for very long.'

Once upon a time there lived a very powerful Nawab Sahib who loved vegetable gardens and courtiers. One day he had his throne placed in the midst of a patch of brinjals.' Allah be praisedl' he exclaimed.' What a beautiful vegetable is this brinjal! What exquisite shape! What smoothness of texture! What colouring!'
'Ala Hazrat' chorused the courtiers. "Indeed Allah has made the brinjal the most beautiful of all vegetables in the world.'
'But it does not taste very good,' remarked the Nawab Sahib.' And doctors say it has little food value.'
'Exactly so!' agreed the courtiers.' It is the foulest of foods. It is better to take poison than eat brinjal.'
'You are a strange lot,' said the Nawab Sahib irately.' When I praise the brinjal, you heap superlatives on it. When I say a word in criticism, you execrate it in equally strong language. What kind of people are you?'
The courtiers replied in courtly courtesy:' Ala Hazrat, we eat your salt, not that of the more...