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 who I don’t love. I told my parents that openly and now have a hell of a lot of family problems.”
“Talking about love marriages, in America we can marry the one we love. The American said: 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.