There once was a huge desert and none other than a wealthy water seller in the midst of it. He used to sell water for just Re.1 per glass but the bulk of tourists in the peak season made him lakhs annually.
One day a beggar came up to him begging for water. He was dying of thirst and had no water with him. Without water just 10 minutes of his life were left. He begged him repeatedly, asked for mercy, promised to return what he would borrow in monetary terms as soon as he got back.
But it wasn't the peak season and no friend nor foe came through. The seller was cruel and heartless and Re.1 was too much for him to spare. The beggar died :(
I blame the seller, Am I Wrong?
PS: A fictious story with a real cause.
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Probably, I dont know the reason why the seller did not offer water....! Cruelty surely would have a reason, isnt it?
brilliant post man.. obv the seller is to blame.. and i luv ur blog man.. its truely wonderful.. and u mentioned smthg about seeing a bitch somedays bak... who is tht ?
You know both the seller and the bitch and both are one and the same. :)
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