Another one on ara sunnaa:
A poet was getting some of his verses printed at a press in the good old
days of making printing blocks, and manual compositing. He visited the
press to review the progress. Meanwhile, the press received a shipment of
the letter blocks (the individual pieces of letters). The foreman of the
press, receiving the shipment, saw the poet, and asked him, 'kavi gaaroo,
bastaaDu ara sunnaalu vaccaayi, ekkaDa veyyamanTaaru?'. The poet innocently
replied, 'naaku maatram Em telusu naayanaa, neeku ekkaDa avasaram ani tOstE
akkaDa vEyincu!' :-)
Nasy