Fanney Khan was trying to fix an old table gifted to him by his late father.
He was not getting the proper angle to cut down one of the leg of the table.
So he sits over the table, and started cutting the leg.
His neighbour Mukri was passing through his shop, stopped in surprise.
Short men Mukri asked,” Fanney Mia, you are doing the wrong way. It will hurt you once the table falls.”
“That’s why I am sitting over it, it will hurt the table not me.” Fanney Khan grinned, exposing his ugly protruding teeth.