One day, Rohit met Mohit. He asked, “Mohit, how is life? You look very happy?” “ Yes,” said Rohit. “I got married recently.” “Oh! That’s a good news. Congratulations.” “No, thank you! I don’t need Congratulations. My wife is very dark and ugly. I do not like her at all,” said Mohit. “Oh! I am sorry!” Rohit said sadly. “No… No…! I don’t need sorry at all because I received a big bungalow as dowry,” Mohit said happily. “You are lucky, Mohit,” said Rohit. “No, I am not lucky. I am very unlucky. The bungalow caught fire and was burnt to ashes,” Mohit told Rohit. “Ah! That’s really unfortunate,” said Rohit in a sad tone. “No! ” Mohit said, “I was happy when the house caught fire, my wife was in it. She also died in the fire.” Rohit held his head in his hands and said, “You can never be contented with life.”
