Now that Mr. V.P. Singh is not the prime minister, one of the problems the Singh family is facing is Ė what to do wih the fur caps?
For instance, this morning, Mrs. Sita Singh was asking her husband: "What do you want me to do with all your fur caps, genuine and artificial? They are filling up all the cupboard space. And, soon, we have to move into a smaller house now."
Mr. Singh said: "You liked the caps when I was the prime minister. Now, suddenly, you have no place the world, there is no difference between you and my nephew, Sanjay Singh."
Mr. Singh said: "You are getting to be very touchy, this is not the first time you have been out of power. All I want to know is whether you want to keep your caps or you want me to give them away."
"You can give them to Chandra Shekhar," Mr. Singh said. "Just think of it, not only did he get himself sworn is as prime miniser be has also gone to Male bareheaded. As it is, he does not have much of a personality."
"Which caps do you want to send to Chandra Shekhar, the genuine karakul wool ones or the artificial ones that Maneka Gandhi had given you?" Mrs. Singh asked."
"Send the artificial ones, Maneka Gandhi will never allow him to wear the Karakul wool," Mr. Singh Said, "As it is he is under the pressure fo one Gandhi in Rajiv Gandhi, I do not want him to be under pressure of another Gandhi also."
Mrs. Singh said: "I told you not to buy so many caps. But you were so confident you will be prime minister for five years, you went on buying them. And in less than a year you are out. How much money we would have saved if only you had listened to me."
"In politics, you never know how many caps to buy," Mr. Singh said. "You can only make an intelligent guss. Sometimes you may end up with a few unused caps."
"Is there anybody else you would like me to send the caps to?" Mrs. Singh asked.
"I cannot thik of who else would like to wear them," Mr. Singh said. "There was a time, when I first became prime minister, when eveybody wanted to wear them, it had become fashion. Now nobody seems to want them."
"If you want, I can always find sapce to keep a few," Mrs. Singh said. "You never know when you may need them again."
"I know that," Mr. Singh said. "But I don't want people to think I am interested in weating fur caps again. If is best we dispose of them now, we can always buy them again."
Mrs. Singh said: "While we are at it, can we also give away your long sherwanis and churidars to Chandra Shekhar. Have you noticed the way he has been dressing at the SAARC meeting!"