However the place she took me to doesn’t sell packet milk but only milk powder boxes… My office mates told me that she will later sell it back to the shop owner and it is just a creative way to hoodwink me…
While traveling across Varanasi with my office mates, I came across a small girl.
She was buzzing me out so I took out my wallet when she said she doesn’t want money but milk…
So through my molten heart I asked her to guide me to a milk shop…
However the place she took me to doesn’t sell packet milk but only milk powder boxes…
Having gave her my words I bought her that milk powder box after which she disappeared in the crowd of Varanasi…
My office mates told me that she will later sell it back to the shop owner and it is just a creative way to hoodwink me…
Am not complaining but life sure is weird around in Varanasi… :|
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