So I am stupid. Stupid as they come. I don't like people either.
Cuz the other day, I randomly donated a hundred bucks to these young sardars, who were clearly out to dupe people, and were probably not collecting money for any charity as they claimed. WHY would I do something THAT stupid, that even a new born child in Delhi would probably know better than to do? I have no clue.
But what was more annoying was probably, that the second sardar, who saw me being duped that easy, decided to try out his duping skills too. Cuz he started talking about Astrology, and face reading.
I'm a cynic of the highest order, and it takes a believer to buy their bullshit. But, anyway, he made all those general statements that apply to practically the entire world's psyche, like "You over think stuff, and get entangled in that. Everything you've gotten so far in the world is your own hard work, not fate. You aim for the everest, and barely make it out your house. You are blunt and direct. You have love but there's no settlement there. Which God do you believe in?"
Now right about now, I knew he was playing, even though he claimed to have gained knowledge from some Rishi Muni for about 7 years. But then he went a step further.
He took a tiny piece of paper, wrote something on it, folded it, gave it to me. Then he asked me, what my favourite flower was, and to think of a number from one to hundred, and he said, you saw, I wrote something on the paper before asking you the question.
Then he gave me a tiny piece of paper, and told me to tear it into 13 pieces, by then I was getting pretty annoyed. After, he took the tiny paper in which he'd written and the other tiny papers, except;
I realised, that the tearing up paper into tiny pieces was a distraction he'd offered me so that he could write down what I'd told him 5 minutes back, and fold another similar paper, in order to make a switch with the one he'd written earlier. Sure enough, I saw one more tiny paper in his hand. I saw the sham. The patience ran out, and I left.
But here's the thing, I didn't bother telling him, that yea dude, I see your whole game, and if you open those two pieces of paper, you'll have two different things written on them. Cuz, I couldn't be bothered with him trying to deny that and bull shit.
Ah well, like I said, I'm stupid.
Cuz the other day, I randomly donated a hundred bucks to these young sardars, who were clearly out to dupe people, and were probably not collecting money for any charity as they claimed. WHY would I do something THAT stupid, that even a new born child in Delhi would probably know better than to do? I have no clue.
But what was more annoying was probably, that the second sardar, who saw me being duped that easy, decided to try out his duping skills too. Cuz he started talking about Astrology, and face reading.
I'm a cynic of the highest order, and it takes a believer to buy their bullshit. But, anyway, he made all those general statements that apply to practically the entire world's psyche, like "You over think stuff, and get entangled in that. Everything you've gotten so far in the world is your own hard work, not fate. You aim for the everest, and barely make it out your house. You are blunt and direct. You have love but there's no settlement there. Which God do you believe in?"
Now right about now, I knew he was playing, even though he claimed to have gained knowledge from some Rishi Muni for about 7 years. But then he went a step further.
He took a tiny piece of paper, wrote something on it, folded it, gave it to me. Then he asked me, what my favourite flower was, and to think of a number from one to hundred, and he said, you saw, I wrote something on the paper before asking you the question.
Then he gave me a tiny piece of paper, and told me to tear it into 13 pieces, by then I was getting pretty annoyed. After, he took the tiny paper in which he'd written and the other tiny papers, except;I realised, that the tearing up paper into tiny pieces was a distraction he'd offered me so that he could write down what I'd told him 5 minutes back, and fold another similar paper, in order to make a switch with the one he'd written earlier. Sure enough, I saw one more tiny paper in his hand. I saw the sham. The patience ran out, and I left.
But here's the thing, I didn't bother telling him, that yea dude, I see your whole game, and if you open those two pieces of paper, you'll have two different things written on them. Cuz, I couldn't be bothered with him trying to deny that and bull shit.
Ah well, like I said, I'm stupid.
Comments
Stereotypically ironic.
Baaahahahaha.
:)
:P
you are cool.