BEWARE
Today I met an Indian guy in the metro who was asking for some directions. And I knew perfectly well where to go. I had been there a thousand times. I got off the train with him, I was glad to speak English, he has the same name as one of my favourite writers, I smiled a lot, I showed him where to go, he wrote down his skype id for me, we shook hands and parted. I think that during those several minutes I was at my best.
I got back on the train and realized that I had given wrong directions.
So, please.
Please.
Please.
I beg you.
Don't tell me that I'm right in what I say.
Ever.
Beware. I can be objectively and fairly wrong even when I'm at my best.
This is how my world falls into pieces.
/to be continued
I got back on the train and realized that I had given wrong directions.
So, please.
Please.
Please.
I beg you.
Don't tell me that I'm right in what I say.
Ever.
Beware. I can be objectively and fairly wrong even when I'm at my best.
This is how my world falls into pieces.
/to be continued