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- Story Listed as: True Life For Adults
- Theme: Fairy Tales & Fantasy
- Subject: Fantasy / Dreams / Wishes
- Published: 10/31/2014
Season's Santa-ments
Born 1977, F, from KOLKATA, IndiaI imagine Santa Clause in the dock. Yes, imagine the jolly good man there of all places and a lawyer asking him to tell the court where he was on the night of December 24th. It sounds irrelevant. But the joke-writer, Joel Roth man, means no disrespect. He is just in the merry Christmas mood. If the festival has its fervor, it has its humor too. Singing, giving, feasting, laughing- all these are ingredients of the Christmas spirit. Every year papers carry cartoons and tid-bits about the gift-giver whose “cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry.” Christmas, as the punster says, is the time when people get a little Santa-mental. The season begins with mailing the greeting cards. The trend has increased, with that the load too - poor postman. Then there are the gifts. Some come from Santa’s bag and some others from the mail bag. However, somewhat different is the case of this young man. As his father says, “My son has just turned 21 and he is only expecting to get a card from me for Christmas - an American Express Card.”
Carols are older than cards, they are all sung with feelings and also listened to with devotion. But what has our humorist friend to tell? “Christmas Eve”, he says, “when your neighbour’s radio prevents you from sleeping because it is blasting away till the wee hours of the morning with carols such as Silent Night.”
Here is a bit about gifts. “Sweetheart,” said a cute thing, “let’s talk about my present.” The gift may be in cash or kind. The good thing about receiving cash for Christmas, quips a merry chap, is its colour - it never clashes with anything you’re wearing. Here is a gift which, like an investment, profits the giver. “I bought my wife a set of the finest china for Christmas,” crowded a husband. “It was the smartest thing I could have done- now she doesn’t trust me to wash the dishes.”
What is the traditional Christmas? Whatever it may be elsewhere, in America it is like this: “The tree most likely comes from Canada, the decorations from Japan, the toys from Hong Kong and the original idea from Bethlehem.” The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, in hope that St. Nicholas soon would be there.
Children love Father Christmas, for countless years he has brought joy to them all over the world. They cherish the memories of his gifts for long after. But in one little joke we hear his son saying: “When I grow up I don’t want to be like you, Pop. I am going to do my own thing.” In another such story, Santa’s wife, standing in a maternity ward, creates doubts, “But who’ll continue the job after you, Nicholas, if it’s a girl?” The lady did not know that there is no question of after. St. Nicholas would live forever.
Season's Santa-ments(SUDESHNA MAJUMDAR)
I imagine Santa Clause in the dock. Yes, imagine the jolly good man there of all places and a lawyer asking him to tell the court where he was on the night of December 24th. It sounds irrelevant. But the joke-writer, Joel Roth man, means no disrespect. He is just in the merry Christmas mood. If the festival has its fervor, it has its humor too. Singing, giving, feasting, laughing- all these are ingredients of the Christmas spirit. Every year papers carry cartoons and tid-bits about the gift-giver whose “cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry.” Christmas, as the punster says, is the time when people get a little Santa-mental. The season begins with mailing the greeting cards. The trend has increased, with that the load too - poor postman. Then there are the gifts. Some come from Santa’s bag and some others from the mail bag. However, somewhat different is the case of this young man. As his father says, “My son has just turned 21 and he is only expecting to get a card from me for Christmas - an American Express Card.”
Carols are older than cards, they are all sung with feelings and also listened to with devotion. But what has our humorist friend to tell? “Christmas Eve”, he says, “when your neighbour’s radio prevents you from sleeping because it is blasting away till the wee hours of the morning with carols such as Silent Night.”
Here is a bit about gifts. “Sweetheart,” said a cute thing, “let’s talk about my present.” The gift may be in cash or kind. The good thing about receiving cash for Christmas, quips a merry chap, is its colour - it never clashes with anything you’re wearing. Here is a gift which, like an investment, profits the giver. “I bought my wife a set of the finest china for Christmas,” crowded a husband. “It was the smartest thing I could have done- now she doesn’t trust me to wash the dishes.”
What is the traditional Christmas? Whatever it may be elsewhere, in America it is like this: “The tree most likely comes from Canada, the decorations from Japan, the toys from Hong Kong and the original idea from Bethlehem.” The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, in hope that St. Nicholas soon would be there.
Children love Father Christmas, for countless years he has brought joy to them all over the world. They cherish the memories of his gifts for long after. But in one little joke we hear his son saying: “When I grow up I don’t want to be like you, Pop. I am going to do my own thing.” In another such story, Santa’s wife, standing in a maternity ward, creates doubts, “But who’ll continue the job after you, Nicholas, if it’s a girl?” The lady did not know that there is no question of after. St. Nicholas would live forever.
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