pak-one, good one.
Oh wait there is part II and how he got to marry my mom. Of course the story is not funny, I have seen the pic of the first girl and she was quite stunning, like a princess. I would not have done such a thing.
Once again, my father was travelling the train, there he was talking to some old gentlemen who got impressed by my father and wanted him to marry his daughter, somehow I think my father went to their place and they turned to be some distance relatives.
Father’s family rejected the idea, as for them the family was too modern and not their standard. I think his 3 out of 4 sisters controlled his life through parents.
Then through some middle woman they met my mothers family and sent the rishta over, my father had not seen my mom prior to marriage. So one day he goes to the college where ammi was teaching to try to locate her, he sees some tall girl in a black burka and is satisfied. But after the marriage he realises it was not my mom as she is not so tall.
Ok this is not the end as my phuppos made my moms life like hell for sometime, my father being the obedient son let things happen, it even came close to my older sister dying due to fever and no care as they were against it and not so happy as I the second daughter was born. Moral of the story, let your ego go.