An Indian Software engineer, Raj, working in Silicon valley is elated not because of certain code he has written but about the code written by heavens – marriage with an equally skilled, equally smart, beautiful girl working in New Jersey.
He is getting ready to go to India for a grand wedding. His American colleagues ask him, “So did you get any time by when you need to give grand babies?”
All blushing Raj replies ” At least that should be my choice”
one of them clarifies, “Believe me nothing is your choice, you may be getting to choose the color of your underwear on your wedding day”
All say in chorus, “May be, may be”