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Rich and scared

For a few minutes last evening, I was rich with about Rs. 2.5 lacs cash in hand. Felt a bit weird since I never carry so much on me. But more were the doubts:
  • anyone looking at me?
  • do I look like I'm carrying so much?
  • should have I have listened to mom and hubby to take someone along with me?
  • what if someone mugged me and then killed me?
  • what would happen to my family after that?
  • all this for nothing?
And so on.. the thoughts went scrambling over each other in my mind.

But hey! those few minutes made me grow a bit wiser. And that wisdom shall be put use if I'm in a situation like last evening again. :)

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