Nasrudin sat near a grave in the cemetery, grieving and lamenting. “Oh, why, why did he have to leave me so soon!”
A man noticed Nasrudin crying, and wanted to comfort him. He asked, “Is this your son’s grave that you are crying over?”
Nasrudin replied, “No, this is the grave of my wife’s first husband. He is the one who died, and left me the woman who has made my life so miserable!”