Sardar Banta Singh is waiting for a DTC bus on a New Delhi bus stop, he is musing over something that has bothered him for quite a while … why does everyone make fun of us Sardars. It is so unfair.
He stops a Taxi Driver Surd and asks him the same Question, the two of them then stop an Auto Rickshaw Surd. The Question spreads like wild fire. In a Day … Surds all over India want to know why does everyone make fun of us Sardars. They think over it and think over it, but no one can come up with a reasonable answer. A meeting is convened at the Jawaharlal Nehru Stadium where all the Intelligent Surds are invited. After an day long debate no concrete answer. Then they decide to send Banta Singh to London to look for the right answer. Banta leaves the Next Day.
On arriving at Heathrow, Banta wastes no time in his search. He asks the first Gora He sees. why does everyone make fun of us Sardars. The Gora says to Banta.
“Look it’s very Simple, IF you can answer a simple question I ask you you’ll prove to me that this whole thing is just propaganda against your people by a jealous faction, but if you cant! Then you guys deserve to be a laughing stock of everyone.”
Banta feels his skin tingle as he says …“Okay What is Question”
“There are Three People in My family” the Gora Explains, “The first is my Lovely Daughter Mary Anne, The Second is my Beautiful wife Sylvia.
Who is that Third Person in My Family”?
Banta Spews out these Answers as the Gora Keeps shaking his head …
… “Tera Daddy tere naal rehnda hona hai”
… “Tere Maa hone hai”
… “Maybe you have a Dog”
… “tu billi rakhe hone hai”
… “Massi”
… “Chacchi”
… “Tayaji”
… “Daddi”
“Give up”! asks the Gora. Banta Nods his head in defeat.
“Mr. Singh, I am the third person in my Family. Now go back to India and give this knowledge to your people. If they can’t answer this simple question. Tell them they are getting what they deserve”
Two days later, Banta is at Center Stage (JNS) with mic in hand.
“Mere khar vich ten log nain, mera beta Kukku mere biwi Santi … Teeja banda kaon hai … dasso phravo … Teeja banda kaon hai”.
Banta Smiles as his fellow Sardars try to answer this brain Teaser
… “tere Maa hone hai”
… “Maybe you have a Dog”
… “Massi”
… “tera Daddy tere naal rehnda hona hai”
… “tu billi rakhe hone hai”
… “etc”
… “etc”
80,000 Sardars cant answer a simple question, it’s time I tell them Banta Thinks. He raises his hand, the Sardars quieten down. “Give up” He asks “Give up” the Entire Stadium Replies.
“Teeja Banda” Banta screams into the microphone
“voh foreigner” as he points towards London.