Let Us Laugh A Little More 3 Poem by M D Dinesh Nair

Here are my final submissions of two more jokes of the season aimed at/targetted at those who haven`t smiled yet.

1.Jawaharlal Nehru who swore in as the first Prime Minister of India thought of visiting a mental asylum.When he went to the hospital the authorities had arranged the patients to sit in different rooms so that the Prime Minister could 'interact' with them differently.

First Nehru went to the room where the aggressive and highly ailing patients were kept.Nehru said to them, ' Dear friends, I am Jawaharlal Nehru, your Prime Minister, I have come to greet you all'.

They all jeered at the P.M and shouted like anything.Nehru moved to the next room.

In the second room there were patients who were partially recovered and knowing this Nehru excitedly said to them, ' Dear friends, do you know who I am, I am Jawaharlal Nehru the first Prime Minister of Independent India.

They all closely looked at him and laughed at him teasingly.A little annoyed Nehru now moved to the next room.

In this room only fully recovered persons were there and the asylum chief assured Nehru that they would respond to him well.

To them Nehru smilingly said, ' Glad to know you are all fine, do you know as you step out of this hospital you will be beginning to live in the Independent India?
The room mates began keenly listening to him and he further said, ' Do you know who I am? I am Jawaharlal Nehru, your Prime Minister'.

Now, the listeners began smiling at him and greeting him and Nehru felt very happy at this. As he was about to leave them one curious looking man sought permission to whisper something into the ears of Nehru and the permission was granted.

He kept his mouth close to the P.M and whispered, ' Brother, don`t worry about your illness, you feel you are Jawaharlal now, when I came here five years ago I was thinking I was Mahathma Gandhi, the father of the nation'.



2. Sigmund Fro-id`s mental clinic had all sorts of patients including those who were struck by lost love and deception from the fairer sex.
Once a friend of Fro-id wanted the latter to tell him about some of the victims.
Sigmund took him to one room where a fully bearded man was seen sitting with a concave frame bending and weeping over a portrait of a beautiful looking lady.
The friend asked, 'Who is he? '
Fro-id said, 'His story is a very sad one. He fell in love with a woman and hoped to marry her, but later she ran away with a man and got married to him.Since then this man has been like this and I am hopelessly treating him.

The friend was wondering about the power of love that made a man mad!

Next Fro-id took him to the adjoining room. Here too a fully bearded man looking so worn out and dejected was seen.He was weeping all the while.
The friend asked, ' Then what about this wretched fellow?
Fro-id said, 'His story is still horrible man, do you know who he is? He is the very man who got married to the lady who dumped the man in the other room where we went first'

The friend was now perhaps wondering about the other side of women empowerment!