Two men, one American and an Indian were sitting in a bar
drinking shot after shot. The Indian man said to the American,” 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 and now have a hell lot of family problems.” The American
said, ” Talking about love marriages?… I’ll tell you my story. I
married a widow whom I deeply loved and dated for 3 years. “After a
couple of years, my father fell in love with my step-daughter and so my
father became my son-in-law and I became my father’s father-in-law. My
daughter is my mother and my wife my grandmother. More problems occurred
when I had a son. My son is my father’s brother and so he is my uncle.
Situations turned worse when my father had a son. Now my father’s son
I.e. My brother is my grandson. Ultimately, I have become my own grand
father and I am my own grandson. And you say you have family