Singh-ing a different tune!
Years of living away from India and its still politically correct to laugh at 'Sikh' jokes. Thank God, some things in life never change!
I sincerely believe my turbaned friends are God's gift to humanity. They are the nicest, most lovable people to have around and often it is their rustic charm, their heart-warming honesty and ability to laugh at life that makes them the butt of jokes. At home and abroad too.
While the thought of laughing at someone else's expense does make me contrite, I cannot resist adding one small jewel to the treasure trove of jests I have grown up with. May God and every Sardarji on earth forgive me!
The incident dates back to 1985 when I was posted with the Indian Mission in Vancouver, Canada. And I guess with a teeming population of Sikhs dominating the cityscape, a laugh-riot had just been waiting to happen.
Looking back, its ironic that fun was then the last thing on our minds. Mrs Gandhi's assassination the year before and the carnage that followed in its wake still rankled many. It was felt at the Indian High Commission that a cultural evening with our Sikh brethren might just make things a little easier to bear. A dance troupe from Manipur - led by Brijmani Singh - was subsequently invited.