“Directions please?”
“Go straight and take a second left, after 50 steps take another left, walk until the end of road and sit there for one year, seven months, twenty six days, three hours, forty eight minutes and three seconds.”
“That precise?”
“Yeah, that precise.”
“Thank you very much.”
“Ohh.. that is 50 Rs.”
“Thank you?”
“No. The reason for ‘Thank you’.”
“But, I thanked you already.”
“Now pay for the reason.”
“I paid by saying thank you.”
“No. You acknowledged the price by saying thank you.
“I don’t wish to pay.”
“As you wish.”
“What?”
“As you wish. I can’t force you against your wish.”
“Great! So there is some sanity left in the world! Thank you!”
“Now that’s priceless but as you have already claimed it by force, as per your wish, although use of force is forbidden at this place, I will settle for 500 Rs.”
“500 Rs. for what?”
“Sanity. For which just a while ago you thanked.”
“Good god! I had thanked the heavens but seem I was too hurried in judging the situation. There is not a single speck of sanity in you.”
“If you expect sanity from me, then why is hell you thanked heavens for it?”
“What?”
“500 Rs. and end of the matter.”
“Go to hell.”
“You can’t force me to anything.”
“Enough of this rubbish. I am leaving.”
“As you wish.”
“What were the directions? Can you tell me again?”
“Why not? I am here to help! Go straight and take a second left, after 50 steps take another left, walk until the end of road and sit there for one year, seven months, twenty six days, three hours, forty eight minutes and three seconds.”
“I won’t say thank you this time. But you ought to know this that I am not devoid of courtesy. How can I do that?”
“It’s so simple. Just say, thank you.”
“I did that a while ago and you were not satisfied.”
“What is your area of interest? Showing courtesy of bringing satisfaction to the every situation?”
“I guess, as an individual its first. But as a human, I have to try for second.”
“What are you? Individual or human?”
“Both.”
“I suspect that!”
“What?”
“I suspect that.”
“Why?”
“Seems that your area of interest has just increased! What are you now?
“Same one as before. I am getting late. I am pretty intrigued by our this little conversation but I got to go. Sorry.”
“I don’t charge for any repentance. You can go.”
It’s been one year, seven months, twenty six days, three hours, forty eight minutes and three seconds. Since I walked straight, took a second left, after 50 steps took another left, walked until the end of road and sat there.
And I wish I had paid for the reasons…
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