A farmer brought his pride rooster to sell in the market.
'What do you feed that bird that he is so big?' asked a Pathan soldier of the Pakistan army. 'I feed it rice, Sir,' replied the farmer. 'How dare you waste rice on the bird while we are short of food?'
The Pathan Seized the bird The next day the farmer brought another rooster to sell. 'What do you feed' that bird that he is so big?' demanded a Baluchi soldier of the Pakistan army 'Sir, I feed it with ghee;' replied the farmer.
'How dare you waste ghee on a bird while we are short of food!' swore the Baluchi as he seized the bird.
The next day the poor farmer brought his last remaining rooster to the market. This time a Punjabi Mussalman soldier asked him, 'What do you feed that bird that it is so big?'
The Bangla farmer joined the palms of his hands and pleaded, 'Sir, I don't give him any feed. I just give him two paise every day to buy whatever he likes in the market.'
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