Easy Come, Easy Go
Fraud can lead you nowhere
Throwing money on the road and calling his wife, Maddy was cheated by a fake spiritual leader. Maddy asked him to tell future with Lana to which he said that they will have a fantastic love life. After getting married for a few months, it was revealed that she had stolen Maddy’s entire money and left the country.
There was a little girl who was suffering from thigh pain as she developed a big lump that needed to be removed. Her parents visited the doctor who said she needs a surgery that would cost 50k to which the couple got disturbed as they were earning the same amount for the entire month. Somehow, they managed and the girl got treatment. Before the surgery, one of the doctor’s friends who was with him when prescribing the surgery, asked him
why didn’t you just place minor cut and removed the lump as it didn’t need a surgery?
This is the reason why my hospital is that big and you are still running a small clinic, we studied from the same college but you are still poor, he replied.
When the doctor was driving to home with those 50k taken wrongly, he was robbed. Later on, those dacoits were travelling for other robberies but stuck on a police check post and arrested due to the presence of illegal weapons. They were taken to the police station and were obliged for the legal formalities. Meanwhile, the inspector taking care of the case was asked by the junior,
Sir what about the 50k we recovered during the operation?
Shut up! Don’t let anyone know about the money, I will enjoy it, he replied.
The inspector had a son who was a dumb student and failed in mathematics. His son asked him that
Papa, you are a police officer, why don’t you do anything for me?
Let me ask the teacher, if we can bribe him, the inspector replied.
Later on, the inspector got meeting with the teacher and he agreed to pass his son in return of 50k bribery. Now the amount moved to the teacher. He also had family troubles. His daughter was seriously ill and none of the doctors were able to treat her. His wife was a true believer of palmists and spiritual leaders. She asked him to take the daughter to a spiritual leader as he guaranteed that she can treated. The teacher was reluctant as he didn’t believe in palmists and spiritual leaders.
One day the teacher was not at home and his wife took full advantage of the chance and went to the spiritual leader with her daughter. He saw her and said,
Give me 50k, she can be treated and become normal like before.
The teacher’s wife gave him the amount in exchange of a few amulets. The teacher somehow got to know that his wife went to the spiritual leader and when she returned home, he scolded him and said,
He is not a true leader, he is a fake person and all of our money will be lost and even these amulets would be of no use,
To which she replied, he is a great leader and our daughter will become normal soo
They used those amulets and as expected, they did nothing. When his wife returned to the palmist, he was not there and his neighbours told her that he left for his village. Afterwards, the spiritual leader started working at another location where he met Maddy with Lana. They both loved each other and asked the leader what if they marry. He replied,
You will have a wonderful life, full of love, care and harmony.
They married each other and after a few months, Lana took Maddy’s money and left the country. With the passage of time, Maddy become a psychological patient and visited the palmist several times but he didn’t help him. One day the spiritual leader was sleeping with those 50k beneath his pillow, Maddy broke into his house and started beating him with a stick saying,
Why did you do this to me?
Why did you do this to me?
One of the strikes hit the palmist on the head and he died. Maddy in complete confusion, searched the room and found those 50k beneath the pillow. He took the money and started walking on the street, throwing the money everywhere and yelling,
Lana, Lana, why you did this to me?
I loved you so much, why you did this to me?
The entire story showcases that fraud can lead you nowhere and if the money comes easily, goes easily.
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Azhar Malik
I am a finance graduate having passion in writing with years of experience. Writing for well-being, motivation, finance, lifestyle and tips is my hobby. Please like and share my blogs if you like my content.
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