The stone..

I was sitting on a stone. The stone was placed on the side of the road. Everytime I passed by the road I noticed the position of the stone changed. So, I got rid of it and tried to see who is the person who changes its place. I had heard that this place is a busy place and the people really dont have time.

I was watching everybody with curiosity waiting for one of them to stop and tell me to get up so that he could change the position of the stone. I thought the stone must be thanking me that today he could just sit in peace for some time instead of regularly being tossed by some random person.

Suddenly, a bunch of girls...no boys..oh what do I call them?? Whatever their sex was, they just hovered around me and asked for money. I, with all my courtesy and righteouness opened my wallet and gave 10 ruppees to one of them. As I extended my hand to give the money I saw one hand fished into my wallet and took all the money rested in there. I was shocked and perplexed. All of them walked away happily shouting for some good reason, may be the money made them happy. The next thing I did was, ran after them and held one of them and asked for money. It was a hell out of fight but fruitful, as I got my money back.

Suddenly after putting the money into my wallet I realised that I had left the stone alone to get hit. I ran back to that stone, but alas! the stone was not there where I had left it. somebody had already done his work.