<p>If you peer at certain words they would mischievously wink back beckoning to take liberties with them. Taking a quick dip into the subject, can we call a fake godman, a wolf in ochre robes, a sinyasi. The husband and wife twosome of astrologers, a ‘jodi’ac couple. A Jet pilot who flies with an invalid license under his seat belt a ‘jute’ pilot? The elderly cook with butter fingers breaking china a crackery expert? <br /><br />Warming further up, is it alright to dub the wayward son who borrows for betting on horses, a loan ranger? The fat relatives of a burly vegetable shop owner manning his shop as the pumpkin? The tobacconist who murdered his wife and has absconded had created a smoke screen? A juror who mysteriously vanished to dodge litigious work a conjuror? <br /><br />Will the crossword solving couple whose marriage is suddenly on the rocks blink clueless? Apiculture or beekeeping may be profitable, but can you guarantee there are no stings attached? If a dietician’s primary duty is playing to the calories, can a psychiatrist mind if the dresses he buys shrink?<br /><br />Because of its ever threatening price rise, gold should be known as bully-on. The story of death of rats in Hamlyn town could have had a one-word tabloid headline ‘demice’. Can you call a kid commanding immense respect for its embryonic skill a child prodi-ji? And the driver stuffing several travellers in his cab during a bandh a taxidermist.<br /><br />No doubt a day and night cricket match was unheard of during the dark ages; but if played with giant torches, d’you think it could have been billed as knight-cricket? Should not a bibliophile who devours books non-stop be a book-anakonda and not a mere book-worm?<br /><br /> Can the irritated niece blamed for her fuzzy air nurturing a platoon of lice call her nagging aunt a nit-picking, cri-tick? And her two retired telegraphists uncles playfully sending Morse code to each other by tapping their walking sticks on the floor, the talking sticks? <br /><br />The contentious practice of a doctor who sends his patients to a scan centre of his choice scandalous? And an eye-popping wardrobe malfunction of a pop diva, a slip between the cup and the hip.<br /><br />One may go on and on. But it will be like what ‘Time’ magazine reportedly reviewed in tongue in cheek style about the lengthy Hindi film aan — ‘it goes aan and aan’.</p>
<p>If you peer at certain words they would mischievously wink back beckoning to take liberties with them. Taking a quick dip into the subject, can we call a fake godman, a wolf in ochre robes, a sinyasi. The husband and wife twosome of astrologers, a ‘jodi’ac couple. A Jet pilot who flies with an invalid license under his seat belt a ‘jute’ pilot? The elderly cook with butter fingers breaking china a crackery expert? <br /><br />Warming further up, is it alright to dub the wayward son who borrows for betting on horses, a loan ranger? The fat relatives of a burly vegetable shop owner manning his shop as the pumpkin? The tobacconist who murdered his wife and has absconded had created a smoke screen? A juror who mysteriously vanished to dodge litigious work a conjuror? <br /><br />Will the crossword solving couple whose marriage is suddenly on the rocks blink clueless? Apiculture or beekeeping may be profitable, but can you guarantee there are no stings attached? If a dietician’s primary duty is playing to the calories, can a psychiatrist mind if the dresses he buys shrink?<br /><br />Because of its ever threatening price rise, gold should be known as bully-on. The story of death of rats in Hamlyn town could have had a one-word tabloid headline ‘demice’. Can you call a kid commanding immense respect for its embryonic skill a child prodi-ji? And the driver stuffing several travellers in his cab during a bandh a taxidermist.<br /><br />No doubt a day and night cricket match was unheard of during the dark ages; but if played with giant torches, d’you think it could have been billed as knight-cricket? Should not a bibliophile who devours books non-stop be a book-anakonda and not a mere book-worm?<br /><br /> Can the irritated niece blamed for her fuzzy air nurturing a platoon of lice call her nagging aunt a nit-picking, cri-tick? And her two retired telegraphists uncles playfully sending Morse code to each other by tapping their walking sticks on the floor, the talking sticks? <br /><br />The contentious practice of a doctor who sends his patients to a scan centre of his choice scandalous? And an eye-popping wardrobe malfunction of a pop diva, a slip between the cup and the hip.<br /><br />One may go on and on. But it will be like what ‘Time’ magazine reportedly reviewed in tongue in cheek style about the lengthy Hindi film aan — ‘it goes aan and aan’.</p>
