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A contest was going on in Delhi. A tent was set up and the contest organizers announced the rules. It was a survival contest. A goat with its filth was set up in the tent, unknown to most onlookers. The person able to survive and keep his sanity for 15 minutes will be declared the winner. Many enthusiastic folks stood in line under the hot sun. Each one had their chance, only to throw up and faint and then, be carried out in a stretcher. The contest continued through the day but as evening came, no one emerged from the tent on their feet.
Milka Singh, the “Flying Sikh” as known to many, was on his usual evening jogging session. Seeing the crowd and commotion, he inquired and was told about the contest. He decided to venture for more recognition.
Finally, the time came and Milka Singh proudly waved his hands to the crowd as he entered the tent. The smell was dense and suffocating but Milka Singh coolly removed the turban and sat.
Time passed by and the crowd got worried. The contest doctor went in to check. He returned and motioned for the stretcher. The crowd started to worry about their Olympic Hero. The crowds’ eyes were fixed on the stretcher as it came out.
Surprisingly, it was the goat that threw up and fainted. The turban did the trick!
Milka Singh, the “Flying Sikh” as known to many, was on his usual evening jogging session. Seeing the crowd and commotion, he inquired and was told about the contest. He decided to venture for more recognition.
Finally, the time came and Milka Singh proudly waved his hands to the crowd as he entered the tent. The smell was dense and suffocating but Milka Singh coolly removed the turban and sat.
Time passed by and the crowd got worried. The contest doctor went in to check. He returned and motioned for the stretcher. The crowd started to worry about their Olympic Hero. The crowds’ eyes were fixed on the stretcher as it came out.
Surprisingly, it was the goat that threw up and fainted. The turban did the trick!