Politics.. Well Defined!

Here I would like to share this with all… Have fun!

Son: Dad, I have to do a special report for school. Can I ask you a question?
Father: Sure son. Whats the question?
Son: What is politics?
Father: Well, lets take our home for example. I am the wage earner, so lets call me.. Manmohan Singh. Your mother is the administrator of money, so lets call her P. Chidambram. We take care opf your needs, so we’ll call you the People. We’ll call our maid the Working Class. And your baby brother we can call the Future.. Do you understand, son?
Son: I am not really sure, Dad. I will think about it.

That night awakened by his baby brother’s crying, the boy went to see what was wrong. Discovering that the baby had soiled his diaper, the boy went to his parent’s room and found his mother sound asleep. He went to the maid’s room where, peeking thriugh the keyhole, he saw his father in bed with the maid. The boy’s knocking went totally unheeded by his father and the maid., so the boy returned to his room and went back to sleep. The next morning he went to his father.

Son: Dad, now I think I understand what politics is.
Father: Good son! Now can you explain it to me in your own words?
Son: Well, Dad, while Manmohan Singh is screwing the Working Class, P. Chidambram is sound asleep., the People are being completely ignored and the Future is full of shit.