Banta finds himself in considerable trouble. His business has gone bust and he has serious financial concerns. He’s so desperate that he decides to ask God for help. He goes into the temple and begins to pray:
‘Oh God, please help me, I’ve lost my business and if I don’t get some money, I’m going to lose my house as well, please let me win the lotto.’
Lotto night arrives and somebody else wins it.
Banta goes back to the temple, ‘God, please let me win the lotto, I’ve lost my business, my house and I’m going to lose my car as well.’
Lotto night comes and Banta still has no luck!! Back to the temple he goes.
‘God, why have you forsaken me? I’ve lost my business, my house, my car and my wife and children are starving. I don’t often ask you for help and I have always been a good servant to you. Why won’t you just let me win the lotto this one time so I can get my life back in order?’
Suddenly there is a blinding flash of light as the sky parts open and the Banta is confronted by the voice of the Lord, ‘OYE BANTA, YOU HAVE TO BUY THE TICKET FIRST.’
Santa is in Delhi. He is walking on a street which has a Clock Tower when someone asks him if he wants to buy the clock on the Tower. Santa says agrees.
‘Give me a thousand rupees and I’ll go get a ladder.’ The man took the thousand and disappeared. Having waited for several hours the Santa figures he has been made a fool by that man.
On the next day Santa is again walking along the same street and the same man asks him to buy the clock. ‘Give me a thousand rupees and I’ll go get a ladder.’
Santa gives him the thousand and says, ‘Oye, I am not a fool. This time, you wait and I’ll go get a ladder.’
Santa goes into a bar in New York.
The man on his right orders a drink, ‘Johnnie Walker, single.’
The man on his left says, ‘Jack Daniels, single.’
Santa says. ‘Santa Singh, married.’