Brace yourselves. The Delhi Winter is coming. And is bringing along with it jokes.
Jokes aren’t a pit. Jokes are a ladder. Many who try to climb it fail and never get to try again. The fall breaks them. And some are given a chance to climb, but they refuse. They cling to mungfali, the blankets, or mufflers. Illusions. Only the winter is real. The thand is all there is.
Witness these white walkers brown talkers as they climb over the fourth Wall in a battle of senses against the Night’s Scotch to make you laugh.