A Chinioti needed heart transplant, but prior to the surgery the doctors needed to store his blood in case need arose. Because the gentleman had a rare type of blood, it couldn’t be found easily. So the call went out to a number of hospitals. Finally a Memon was located who had similar type of blood. The Memon willingly donated his blood for the Chinioti. After the surgery, the Chinioti sent the Memon as appreciation for giving his blood, a new Corolla, diamonds, lapiz lazuri jewelry, and a million Rupees.
Once again the Chinioti had to go through a corrective surgery. His doctor telephoned the Memon who was more than happy to donate his blood again. After the second surgery, the Chinioti sent the Memon a thank you card and a jar of Nirala sweets. The Memon was shocked to see that the Chinioti this time did not reciprocate the Memon’s kind gesture as he had anticipated. He phoned the Chinioti and asked him why he had expressed his appreciation in not so generous a manner.
The Chinioti replied “Sir - now I have Memoni blood in my veins!”
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