Two men, one American and an Indian were sitting in a bar drinking shot after shot. The Indian man said to the American, āYou know my parents are forcing me to getmarried to this so called homely girl from a village whom I havenāt even met once.ā We call this arranged marriage. I donāt want to marry a woman whom I donāt love... I told them that openly and now have a hell lot of family problems. The American said, Talking about love marriages... Iāll 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 fatherās father-in-law. Legally now my daughter is my mother and my wife my grandmother. More problems occurred when I had a son. My son is my fatherās brother and so he is my uncle. Situations turned worse when my father had a son. Now my fatherās 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 problems...