Ullu Ymal -

In every neighborhood, there lives an Ullu Yamla —a person whose head seems to be screwed on just loose enough for common sense to leak out.

Ramesh was our Ullu Yamla . Last Tuesday, he looked for his glasses for twenty minutes while wearing them on his nose. The week before, he tried to pay the vegetable vendor with a Monopoly bill. When the vendor laughed, Ramesh nodded seriously and said, “Don’t worry, the bank always prints more.” ullu ymal

He walked to the north to reach the south, With a key in his hand and a lock in his mouth. “I’ve lost my head!” cried the Ullu Yamla, While scratching his ear with a rusty hammer. In every neighborhood, there lives an Ullu Yamla