Barack Obama was sitting in his office wondering whom to invade next when his telephone rang.
"Hallo, Mr. Obama!" a heavily accented voice said. "This is Sheeda from Chuk no-3, District Gujrat, Pakistan . I am ringing to inform you that we are officially declaring war on you!"
"Well, Sheeda," Obama replied, "This is indeed important news! How big is your army?"
"Right now," said Sheeda, after a moment's calculation, "there is myself, my cousin Basheera, my next door neighbor Karam Deen, and the entire kabaddi team from the village. That makes eight"
Obama paused. "I must tell you, Sheeda that I have one million men in my army waiting to move on my command."
"BLOODY Hell " said Sheeda. "I'll have to ring you back!"
Obama paused. "I must tell you, Sheeda that I have one million men in my army waiting to move on my command."
"BLOODY Hell " said Sheeda. "I'll have to ring you back!" Sure enough, the next day, Sheeda called again.
"Mr. Obama, it is Sheeda, I'm calling from Chuk no-3 Gujrat, the war is still on! We have managed to acquire some infantry equipment!"
"And what equipment would that be, Sheeda?" Obama asked.
"Well, we have two combines,
a donkey and Amjad's tractor."
Obama sighed. "I must tell you, Sheeda, that I have 16,000 tanks and 14,000 armored personnel carriers. Also, I've increased my army TWO MILLION!"
"Tera bhala hove ...." said Sheeda, "I'll have to ring you back."
Sure enough, Sheeda called again the next day. "Mr. Obama! I am sorry to tell you that we have had to call off the war."
"I'm sorry to hear that," said Obama. "Why the sudden change of heart?"
"Well," said Sheeda, "we've all had a long chat over a couple of days and decided there's no way we can feed two million prisoners!!"