When I was having lunch at the bar near terminal, suddenly there was an old man crying. I came over to his table and asked “sorry sir, why are you crying?” “I have a wife at home, but she always wakes me up when I sleep in the morning and makes me breakfast every day.” He said.
Then I continued to ask “then why are you crying?” He replied that his wife always made soup for lunch and a cup of hot coffee for him in the afternoon.
With a little annoyed I asked him back “Then what is wrong with all of that, sir?” The old man replied that his wife always made his favorite dishes for dinner and always sang a song until he fell asleep.
With a high tone I asked “then what is the problem? you should be grateful to have a good wife as yours!” “I do not remember where my house is” he replied. I couldn’t say anything.
