The Old Woman and Her Three Sons
I have three sons who have married. I won over the older one one day and wanted to stay with him. In the morning, I asked his wife to bring me water for ablution. I performed ablution, prayed, and poured the remaining water on the bed I was sleeping on. When the son’s wife came with morning tea, I said to her: My daughter, this is the state of the elderly. I urinated on the bed. The wife became agitated and made a fuss, and the old woman heard a stream of ugly words from her. Then I asked her to wash it and dry it and not do that again. ...