Santa, my friend, was travelling in a crowded bus in Delhi. He was carrying the Passport size photograph of his son (for college admission). Accidently,the photograph fell down from his pocket. He started searching for it frantically & found the same on the floor of the bus, near the feet of a woman in saree.

Politely, he asked the saree clad female, standing in front of him, "Can you lift that saree? I wanna take the photograph"

The rest is history...

He was beaten so badly that he had to be admitted in a hospital. He was surprised to see his neighbour Banta on the bed next to him, in a still worse condition.

Banta started to explain his "Adventure". He had gone to a remote village on some work & due to his high level of intelligence, couldn't finish the work on time. He had missed the last bus from that place. He couldn't find any Hotel. So he approached a nearby house and asked the Owner whether he can stay there for the night.

The Owner replied, "I have 2 grown up daughters. Sorry, I can't allow you to stay".

He approached the next house and asked whether he can stay there for the night.

The Owner replied, "I have 3 grown up daughters. Sorry, I can't allow you to stay".

He went towards the next house and without taking any risks, asked, " Do you have "grown up" daughters?".

The Owner asked, "Yes, why?"

Banta replied, " I wanted to stay and sleep here for a night."