The Indian Brain
“Sir, I need a bank loan,
To India, I’m going alone,
On a two week’s vacation,”
Asked a fairly rich Indian.
“A collateral security we need,
For the loan you have applied,
5000 dollars what you want,
To you then we can grant.”
The American Manger so said,
And the loan his Bank paid,
After taking a posh car security.
Then the Indian left the country.
The loan, on his return, he repaid,
Plus 15 dollars as interest he paid.
The Manager, to clear his doubt,
Asked the Indian, his status about.
“Sir, such a rich man you’re,
Why this petty loan you went for?”
Queried the Branch Manager,
For a reply to hear, he was eager.
“Tell me a place, in America, where
I can, for 15 dollars, park my car,
For two weeks, with no pilferage,
So, I chose your Bank’s garage.”
The Indian walked out with a smile.
The American was surprised for a while.
He praised the Indian intelligent,
And kept laughing o’er the incident.
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(Based on a email joke received from USA)
~Rajaram Ramachandran~
Kavitanjali
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