India’s moral police..!

SUDDENLY the police in India are only bothered about guarding her morality and nothing, I repeat nothing else!
The police inspector with a handle bar mustache that reached up to his sideburns picked up the receiver as the phone in the police station rang, “Yes?” “Sir, there is a murder taking place downstairs in the compound, please send your men immediately. My address is…”
“Is victim kissing the murderer?” “She is being hacked to death ….” “Is she kissing him?” “He is killing her, he is…” “No kissing? Is she standing too close to him? Are their bodies touching?” “Sir she is covered with blood.” “Is she wearing decent clothes? Can any part of her body be seen?”
“He has hacked her with a knife, her clothes are all cut up sir!” “Indecent exposure in a public place! I will send a man immediately and arrest her!” The police inspector with a handle bar mustache that reached up to his sideburns picked up the receiver as the phone in the police station rang again, “Yes?” “Inspectorji I am getting threatening calls from my ex boyfriend! He says he will throw acid on me on Valentines Day”
“What day?” shouted the inspector. “Valentines Day sir.””You dare to mention western corrupt influences on the phone to me? Did you also say boyfriend?” “Ex- boyfriend inspectorji.” “You are going out with boys? You are of lose character! How dare you phone this police station? What is your phone number?” “My ex boyfriend’s phone number?” “No yours, constable go to this girls house and arrest her. This is an affront to Indian culture: Boyfriend! Valentine’s Day! What next?”
The police inspector with a handle bar mustache that reached up to his sideburns picked up the receiver as the phone in the police station rang again, “Yes?” “My garment shop has been robbed! All my jeans, T shirts, pedal pushers, spaghetti tops have been lifted from here. My store has been ransacked!”
“You sell such things?” “Inspector I have been robbed!” “You sell such things in my country? This is the land of nine yards sari sir. My mother and sisters they wear two extra yards to keep their honour, and you are selling jeans and spaghetti… what you call it?” “Inspector my shop has been looted! Please send a man over. I have been robbed!” “I will send a man right away. You will be taken into police custody for displaying indecent clothing and corrupting our innocent youth!”
The police inspector with a handle bar mustache that reached up to his sideburns picked up the receiver as the phone in the police station rang again, “Yes?”
“Daddy?” “Ah my dear daughter, is there any problem?” “My college principal sent me home for wearing a mini skirt today!” “The rascal! I will have him arrested. Don’t worry my child, you will have a new principal tomorrow..!”
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