The Indian man said to the American,
We have problem in India.
We cant marry the one whom we love.
You know my parents are forcing me to get married to this so called homely girl from a village whom I haven’t even met once.
We call this arranged marriage. I don’t want to marry a woman whom I don’t love…
I told them that openly ‘n now have a hell lot of family problems.
The American said, talking about love marriages…
In America We can marry the one whom we love I’ll tell you my story.
I married a widow whom I deeply loved ‘n dated for 3 years.
After a couple of years, my father fell in love with my step-daughter
‘n married her,so my father became my son-in-law ‘n I became my father’s father-in-law.
Legally now my daughter is my mother ‘n my wife my grandmother.
More problems occurred when I had a son. My son is my father’s brother ‘n so he is my uncle.
Situations 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 ‘n I am my own grandson.
‘n you say you have family problems.
The Indian fainted… !