Aslam Raisani: a devilish sense of humour?
By now everyone must have heard of his latest declaration that "a degree is a degree, whether fake or real" - said in response to a question about the impact of the drive against parliamentarians who lied about their educational qualifications. Well said, Mr Raisani. And a law is a law, whether stupid or good. And by your logic, a room is a room, whether it's the bedroom in the house or a prison cell. So people who get hauled up for flouting the law, should not mind at all.
But that's not the end of Mr Raisani's cheeky sense of humour, since as we all know, it's difficult to stop once you're on a roll. So we also have the following:
"Chief Minister Nawab Aslam Raisani advised the unemployed youth protesting against the unemployment to join politics and become ministers in their bid to end unemployment."
What's that they say about many a true word being spoken in jest? Give it up for Aslam Raisani folks.
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i would totally do this guy. for his sense of humour.
and his eyebrows.
Cookie Monster.
it recalled me a story, in 2000-2001, then NWFP's Education Minister once stood in front of hundreds of candidate for Govt. Schools teacher's vacancies & announced "All 1st devision degree holders should raise their hands, and then said, as you people got 1st devision you should go back home & should continue your education, we will hire the rest" ;)
cheers
I dont think it was in jest. I think the chief minister meant wot he said: a degree is a degree, whether fake or genuine....being rais..ani, i dont think, the poor fellow knows wot a degree is and how hardworking folks earn in through their teeth....as for unemployed youth, i agree with him..if they do not have bread, why don't they eat cake?...pity the nation...
He can do damage with that nose, both mental and physical...
Old post but comments still v apt! I have a latest anecdote of Raisani and his wife, Saba Raisani, from a recent visit up North (Khyber Pakhtunkhwa side).
Dear old R and the Missus were on a 'private'(i.e. read, with full sarkari escort and a whole fleet of vehicles, slaves and all at our expense) jaunt in Nathiagali, enjoying the cool shades of Government House. Sipping tea on the verandah, Mrs R beheld an intrepid reporter, or a press department chap creeping up to them, his camera pointing at them
''Oh dear'' remarked Mrs R, ''I think he's going to focus''.
''What?!'' exclaimed dear old R -- ''Both of us?!!!!''
What more can one say? :)
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