Here is one story I heard recently. Would not say it is true…for the fear of sounding a liar. Anyways, makes a good read –
There was one Indian and a Pakistani who lived as neighbours in New Delhi.
The Indian owned a hen and early in the morning would go around his garden to pick up the egg. One day, the hen laid the egg in his neighbour’s – the Pakistani’s – garden.
While the Pakistani said the egg belonged to him because it was on his property, the Indian maintained that it was his property because the hen belonged to him.
The argument continued, before the partially intelligent Indian came up with a solution. He said, “In such circumstances, we have a tried and tested method to solve disputes.”
“What is that?” The Pakistani asked.
“I will kick you in your balls, and then we take down the time you take to get up. After you are up, you kick me on my balls and we note down the time taken for me to get up.”
“Ok, and then… ” the Pakistani asks.
“And then….the guy who takes less time to get up, gets to keep the egg,” asserts the Indian.
“Not a bad idea.”
Once the Pakistani agreed for the contest the Indian went home, wore his papa’s army boots, dug deep into his reserves and kicked the Pakistani in the balls. In micro seconds he was rolling on the floor, crying in pain. Tears ran down his cheeks.
It took the Pakistani two hours to get back to normal. And when he went to the Indian and said, hey…now it is my turn to kick you in your balls…the Indian promptly said: “That is ok, I lose. You can keep the egg.”