One American and an Indian were sitting in a bar drinking shot after shot. The Indian 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 girl, whom I don’t love.
- I told them this openly, and now have a hell lot of family problems!

The American replied: “Talking about love marriages” – he started telling the Indian his story.

- I married a widow, whom I deeply loved and dated 3 years.
- After a couple of years, my father fell in love with my stepdaughter 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 grand-mohter!!
- More problems occured when I had a son. My son is my father’s brother, and so he 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 became my own grand father and I am my own grandson!!
- And you say you have family problems!!!