#KaeshirFolkTales

I remember another ( albeit vulgar) joke that was narrated to me by a friend almost 3 years ago. A young boy and a girl are making love in an auto rickshaw in one of town centers in Kashmir. As their despairing fate would& #39;ve it, the auto skids off the road

primarily because the driver, himself a young man, keeps peering into his mirror to take stock of the situation unfolding right behind him ( re : voyeurism ?! )

He loses control over the handle and the rickshaw
turns upside down. The people come for help. Running. Moud ha hooo. Only to see, taking them by shock and surprise, that a boy (stark naked) is crawling out. They extend a hand to him and pull him out.

No sooner do they hear the girl growling in pain ( who& #39;s not been rescued yet ) they look at the boy ( in anger meaning to ask, hehra ye kya? ) and he shouts mercy : be hez zaavus emis wuen. I was born to her only a while ago. And runs for his life as fast as he can.