I walked into a cocktail party recently. Varying clusters had formed around the room, each with its own dynamic, discussing the movie of the week, the losing of weight, high profile infidelities. I entered a safari suit cluster just when the conversation reached a lull. To bridge the awkward moment, one safari suit, perhaps in his early fifties, said, ‘I’ll tell you a joke’ adding, with... moreI walked into a cocktail party recently. Varying clusters had formed around the room, each with its own dynamic, discussing the movie of the week, the losing of weight, high profile infidelities. I entered a safari suit cluster just when the conversation reached a lull. To bridge the awkward moment, one safari suit, perhaps in his early fifties, said, ‘I’ll tell you a joke’ adding, with casual patriarchy, ‘Not for Sheetal’. Sheetal (the only lady among us) giggled shyly and left us, as is the common practice among a certain generation in India when a profane joke is about to ensue. view page