Parsi

An old Parsi is dying & he calls his grandson to his bed: "Dikraa, aii ley, for you, my chrome-plated .38 revolver."
"But Bawaji, I don't like guns. How about u leaving me tamaaru gold Rolex watch instead?"
"Chutia, shutup & listen. Someday u have to run maaru business. Someday u gonna come home & maybe find ur fataakri bairi(wife) in bed with some other bhonsrino bhadvo. Chutmarina, what will u do then? Point ur Rolex watch at him and say "Time's up?