While in the USA Vaidya Kumar visits his friend who is a veterinarian from Delhi living in Cincinnati. A woman brings her dog in while Vaidya Kumar is there. She says to the vet, "I think my dog is dead". The doctor laid the dog on the table and reached down and took a cat out of a box. The cat walked all over the dog and the dog didn’t move. "Yes, your dog is dead," says the doctor from Delhi. "How much do I owe you?" the lady asks. "$345," says the doctor. "$345!!?" the lady asks. "Yes. $45 for the office visit and $300 for the cat scan."
Two Ayurvedic doctors where at a psychiatrists convention in Mumbai. As they conversed over a chai, Vaidya Kumar asked the other, "What was your most difficult case?"
The other replied, "I had a patient who lived in a pure fantasy world. He believed that an uncle in America was going to die and leave him a fortune. All day long he waited for a letter to arrive from an attorney. He never went out, he never did anything, he merely sat around and waited for this fantasy letter from this fantasy uncle. I worked with this man eight years." "What was the result?" asked Vaidya Kumar. "It was an eight-year struggle. Every day for eight years, but I finally cured him. And then that stupid letter arrived!"
A henpecked husband was advised by Vaidya Kumar to assert himself. "You don’t have to let your wife bully you," he said. "Go home and show her you’re the boss."
The husband decided to take the well meaning doctor’s advice.
He went home, slammed the door, shook his fist in his wife’s face, and growled, "From now on you’re taking orders from me. I want my supper right now, and when you get it on the table, go upstairs and lay out my clothes. Tonight I am going out with the boys. You are going to stay at home where you belong. Another thing, you know who is going to tie my bow tie?" "I certainly do," said his wife calmly, "the undertaker."