India, 1867, A commoner was going about the city on a day when heat hung low over the city. He spots a fakir on the side of the road, selling quite unusual “items” you may call them. “Hey you there”, the commoner squeaks, for his voice is vanishing from using it all throughout his travels, “you’re selling items, this is true?” he asks in a curious tone. …show more content…
“Why, I don’t think I should, I really am in a rush”, he answers, but the fakir interrupts. “I insist you at least purchase a drink, you look parched.” The fakir convinces the man, “Well, alright then,”the man answers in hesitation, “I’d like to ask you something sir,”the fakir exclaims, “ I saw you looking at my booth curiously over there,” the fakir directs his old, bony finger at the street the man was just on. “And I thought to myself, ‘this man surely needs luck from where he may be heading’, so I’m offering you a deal.” the fakir explains,”you see I have recently made a holy ‘amulet’ that can grant you three wishes, only three and will help you only if reasoned with.” the fakir says. “And it will only cost you the amount of a small cup of water.
”Hey, you said you were only offering me water,” the man said but the fakir cut him off again. “Listen to my offer young man, this is a once in a lifetime opportunity that I know you can’t resist.” the fakir