Nerve Endings Firing Away

It is hectic time again as the semester draws to a painful close. Regardless of the intense time management techniques you have subjected yourself to, things always have a way of cornering you. Although it has been a relatively relaxed end, it is not yet over as I have to still prepare for an exam on Friday. After making a presentation on Friday, I submitted two term papers, a take-home final, and a set of four case briefs today and am currently cooped  up in the coffee shop working on a grant proposal that is due on May 17th.

To lighten the mood, I heard two hilarious jokes/observations. The first one is on the constantly-updated display board of the local coffee shop [pictures] and is as follows:

If your name is Will and if you are in the Army, do you get worried when the captain orders his soldiers to fire at will?

Hilarious! If that wasn’t enough, my brother called me from India to chat up. We hadn’t talked much recently so we Skyped for a while. He called up later as I was on my way out and told me that he just had to tell me some jokes that he had heard recently. I’ll share one that made me laugh the hardest. Knowledge of Marathi is essential and be warned that it can be a bit crude and ‘n-veg’ for your prudish tastes.

It is a typical arranged-marriage scenario in a Maharashtrian household and the guy and the girl are given some time and space to chat up alone. The guy clears his throat and asks, tula chaha yeto? The girl blushes and coyly replies, isshcha mala tar ajun dhoodh pan yet nahee.

ROTFL!