Asked a boy his girlfriend
You are your mother
How much love
More than my own life!
if your mother
How old is then
Love?
.
The boy from his pocket
A shiny note of 1000 rupees was drawn out
What is the price?
1000 rupees
The boy handed the note by hand
After the moharacha said now how much is worth?
(surprisingly) 1000 rupees
.
Then the boy took the note under the foot
Dalai did and asked again now
How much is the price?
(a bit annoyed) 1000 rupees
This is 1000 rupees for my mother and me
Like it
No matter how old I am, its value to me
Is always equal!
