Little words

The little one suggested “I am a plant and I am swaying.”  Another not so little one retorted “You are so little that you only have to stand.”  The little one was offended and responded with hurt in his voice “Oh! That is such a rude compliment.”

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The speaker was talking on the ecstasy of watching movies.  He said “Who doesn’t love the thrill of seeing the dead calf in the pit!” The malayalee at the rear of the audience shrugged and said “What! What is he talking about?” His neighbours looked at him surprised and asked “You don’t know which movie that is?”  “No” responded the malayalee. “But it is a Malayalam movie” said the friends. The malayalee shrugged his shoulders and said “I don’t watch movies.”

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The children surrounded the teacher and started talking.  Suddenly one of them asked the teacher "Why are so funny?". The teacher responded in an offended tone "I am a serious person". The children walked away laughing.

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The boy walked up to the teacher. Hurt was written all over his face. He said in his sad yet booming voice "all of them are saying I am in love with her" pointing at a girl nearby. The girl looked up, shrugged her shoulders and said "I don't care".

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The Frisbee missed the teacher's throat by a whisker. He looked at the boy who had thrown it and shouted "are you trying to kill?" Almost instantly the boy shouted back "no I am like cancer. I will kill you inch by inch".

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"Can I tell you a joke?" asked the 10 year old innocently. "Sure" said the teacher. "You know there was this guy who wanted to put his wife's picture on Facebook. By mistake he put it on OLX. Tee hee hee." The teacher stared at the child and asked in a stupid tone "did it happen to someone you know?" The child's answer was prompt "I think it happened in Nepal or somewhere but then the news went to US and came back as a joke to India"

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"I had ten pooris yesterday afternoon and you know what!"

"What?"

"My mother made pooris at night too"

"You had 10 pooris?"

"Yes"

"Impossible!"

"Really, I did. My father did not have his pooris and I had his too."

"How many pooris?"

"Many many pooris with thakkali chutney."