| Banta is lying across the rail tracks with a bottle of Whisky and a tandoori chicken within reach. A passerby asks, "Banta ji, why are you lying on the rail lines? A train may comee any moment and run over you." "Precisely!" answers Banta. "I have no desire to live any longer. I want to kill myself." "Then why have you this bottle of liquor and the tandoori chicken beside you?" "Why not?" demands Banta. "You can't rely on trains running on time any more. You don't expect me to die of hunger and thirst, do you?" |