Two men, one American and an Indian were sitting in a bar and discussing about their family problems.
Shot after shot. The Indian man said to the American, “We have
problem in India. We can’t marry the one whom we love. You know my
parents are forcing me to get married to this so called homely and
domesticated girl from a village whom I haven’t even met once. We call
this an arranged marriage. I don’t want to marry a woman whom I don’t
love. I told my parents that openly and now have a hell of a lot of
family problems.”
The American said, “Talking about love marriages, in America we can
marry the one we love. Let me tell you my story. I married a widow whom I
deeply loved and dated her for three years. After a couple of years, my father fell in
love with my step-daughter and married her, so my father became my
son-in-law and I became my father’s father-in-law. Legally, now my daughter is my mother and my
wife is my grandmother. More problems occurred when I had a son. My son
is my father’s brother and so he is my uncle. The situation turned worse when my father
had a son. Now, my father’s son, my brother, is my grandson.
Ultimately, I have become my own grandfather and I am my own grandson. And, you say you have family problems?”
The Indian fainted.
This made my day :)) haha
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