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Fostu-Dudhkar was having a small diary-farm, he was selling milk, curd, butter etc., A baker (Katolin-Poder) used to buy half kilo butter regularly from him. Somehow Katolin-Poder doubted that Fostu-Dudhkar sells him the butter which is less than half kilo. So, one day he goes home and weigh the butter and found that it’s less than a half kilo. This angered him, he complains to the local Police-Station. Police Inspector summons Fostu-Dudhkar: Police Inspector: Fostu, are you using any measure to sell your product? Fostu-Dudhkar: Inspector Saib, I am primitive. I don't have a proper measure, but I do have a scale. Police Inspector: Do you know this Katolin-Poder? Fostu-Dudhkar: Yes, I know him. Police Inspector: He complained that you weigh-cut on butter. Fostu-Dudhkar: No Inspector Saib, it’s not true. Police Inspector: Then how do you weigh the butter? Fostu-Dudhkar: Long before Katolin-Poder started buying butter from me, I have been buying breads from him, which is supposed to be 500 grams. Every day when Katolin-Poder brings the breads, I put it on the scale and give him the same weight in butter. If anyone is to be blamed, it’s him (Katolin-Poder). Police Inspector: Hmmmmmm, you are right Fostu. You may go now. Fostu-Dudhkar: Thank you Saib. Police Inspector: And you (warns Katolin-Poder) before pointing finger to others, see what you are doing, if I get a single complain that you do weigh-cut in breads, I’ll make sure that you will be behind the bars. Did you get it? Katolin-Poder: Yes Saib. Cajetan de Sanvordem Kuwait.
