An old man went to the college that he went to when he was a youth.
He knocked on room number 3 of the hostel and said:
โMay I come in.
I lived in this very room forty years ago when I studied in this collegeโ.
A young man opened the door and let him in.
The old man examined the room, fondly remembering everything.
He said, โThe same old room, the same old wooden table, the ventilator and the same old window that opens to the garden.
And the same old bed.โ
When examining it he found a young girl under the bed.
The young man got alarmed and said, โDonโt mistake me.
She is my sister.
She dropped her ear ring and is searching for it.โ
The old man said, โYesโฆ the same old story too.โ
