One day while walking down the market road, santa meets babbi singh an old friend. Babbi singh looked rather forlorn and down.
Santa "hey babbi, how come you look like you just saw your saas ?"
Babbi "let me tell you. Three weeks ago, an uncle, rabbi singh died and left me ten thousand rupees."
Santa: "i'm sorry to hear about the death, but a bit of good luck for you, eh?"
Babbi : "hold on, i'm just getting started. Two weeks ago, a cousin i never knew kicked the bucket and left me twenty thousand."
Santa: "bala bala! Isme dukhi hone ki kya baat hai?"
Babbi: "sunn to ....... Last week my grandfather passed away. I inherited almost one lac rupees !!"
Santa: "wahe guru... So how come you look so glum?"
Babbi: "well, this week - nothing!"