Santa and Banta meet in the street. Santa looked dejected and almost on the verge of tears.

Banta said, "Hey, how come you look like the whole world caved in?"

Santa said, "Let me tell you. Three weeks ago, an uncle died and left me fifty lacs."

"That's not bad."

"Hold on, I'm just getting started. Two weeks ago, a cousin I never knew died and left me twenty lacs."

"I'd like that."

"Last week my grandfather passed away. I inherited almost a million."

"The how come you look so glum?"

"This week - nothing!"