Dying milkman

A milkman who is dying in the hospital  is surrounded his two sons, daughter and his wife and nurse.

Says to his eldest son:
- To you, Shankar, I leave the Beverly houses.

- To you, my dear daughter Pooja, I leave the apartments in the Los Angeles Plaza.
 
- To you, Akash,  being my youngest son with a large future, I leave the City Centeroffices.

- And you, my dear wife Punam,  the three residential building towers in downtown.

The nurse, impressed, tells his wife:  Madam, your husband is very rich. He is bequeathing many properties!  You all are so lucky!!

And the wife retorts:

Rich??? Lucky???  Are you kidding me!!!?? Those are his routes where he delivers milk !!!
 

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