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Fleeced...

Have you ever been duped? 
Know the feeling of being duped? Ask me, I know. Happened to me many moons ago yet it makes me miserable even today. Realizing it was because of me that my dad got fleeced for hundreds of rupees. There is no excuse, it was all my doing! 

Here is what happened -- While exploring the valleys of Panchgani, more specifically the table mountain, we came across many interesting people. Now all of these people claimed to be gifted, yet-to-be-discovered face readers and therefore, were offering their services for a mere 10-20 bucks. Such talent always catches one's attention and it surely caught mine! So mom and I, between catching up on sightseeing, saving our food from the monekys [too many of them there! One of them wouldn't let go of the Bisleri bottle my sister had. Finally we had to relent and that chap actually broke open the seal and drank water like it had paid for it!], we met  this mahan baba type man. 
Modestly dressed in dhoti-kurta with rudraksh b…

Ready for a talk-a-thon?

[Note for Himanshu: This image is just for editorial representation purpose and nurturing such thoughts can cause you a lot of trouble!]


Do you know how much I love to talk? Lol...you have no idea! To put it in a simple sentence, I'll say that I am one of the most talkative people from my khandaan. In fact I always have a tale to tell, a joke to crack or initiate a conversation. 
And talk, I do! If I happen to wake up early and join my folks for tea, mom, instead of wishing me a good morning, warns me. 'Haave chup re je!' Keep quiet and let me read my newspaper in peace. If she doesn't say this, she just looks my way in a semi-stern way and gives me that 'finger-on-your-lips' indication. But I cannot stay quiet for a long time. I get dad to start talking to me. And I know how annoying I can be. Lol. My sister seconds my mother here. I am always trying to start a conversation with her and she only nods as if not interested. I practically recite the routine of my d…