One fine morning a sardar goes for a ride in his car. He is enjoying his
ride when suddenly he sees another sardarji in the middle of a field
rowing a boat.

Puzzled he stops the car and standing at the edge of the road screams,
what are you doing rowing a boat in a field?.

The sardarji answers it is an ocean of wheat and i am rowing a boat in
the ocean.

The sardar angrily says it is because of sardars like you we have a bad
name. If only i knew to swim i would have come there and beaten you up.