I am in Los Angeles, walking back from the knitting store and a young Indian man stops me on the street. I have hours until Claudia gets out of work so I am leisurely walking down the sidewalk.
He is smiling warm and lovingly
“You are very lucky so you know why”
I think, yes I am very lucky but am curious what he will say. His eyeslashes are so long I want to watch him blink. He has a blue cloth wrapped on his head.
“why”
“You have a very strong aura, it is very beautiful. Very strong. You are going to have three happiness very soon.”
This I like to hear, strong aura. He has my attention. I eat it up.
“Really?”
“Oh yes, and I see very good happiness for you three, in the next year. I can look if you are kind to show me your hands. Yes see here is your heart line.” He points to a mark at the bootom of my palm, “this is your heart line. You, you are very strong, you have much love but you think too much”
He is looking like he is channeling some kind of divine wisdom I can picture one or seven of the three hundred and fifty thousand Indian gods whispering in his ear exactly how I am. I also know that the heart line extends along the top of the hand, but I continue on for the entertainment value.
“You will not allow to be controlled. Would you like to see your happiness?”
He opens a little zippered folder and pulls out a tiny piece of paper. Hiding his writing from me he puts something on it and folds four times. “Hold this in you left hand.” I do. “Tell me a number between one and five” I am thinking “Orange” which is not a number, but apparently I need to not be controlled by his request. “Tell me a number between one and five” he looks a little impatient, “Oh I am to say is out loud?” I am giggling. “Yes, tell me a number between one and five.”
“I was thinking orange, just to be rebellious but ok. Six”
I am laughing again as I realize that this time I chose a number outside the requested one to five. This wasn’t rebellion but accidental. I am laughing to hard. He is starting to get annoyed with my giggles.
“Ok Ok you said I am full of happiness, it is true – see I am laughing. Ok four!”
He writes this on a little scrap of paper.
“Give me another number number between one and five”
“two”
He adds this with a box
tell me another number between one and five”
“three”
“ahh see” He crosses out the other numbers and writes down three. He then instructs me to open the folded piece of paper which I comply with. There is a three on it.
“See here are your happiness, you will have three happiness this year. You will get a new job”
He obviously has no idea that I totally love my job and it is very unlikely I will be looking for another.
“So, something is funny to me. You say that I will have three happiness like you can discretely count happiness. I am, in fact, full of happiness but it doesn’t seem to me to be something that you can count. It is like saying you will have three milk”
“I do not drink milk”
“Ok well it is like saying you will have three water”
I think now he is annoyed with me but began his pitch to help the poor people near his ashram in India. He was not satisfied with the dollar in my pocket. I continued on with him as he tried to woo me out of ten dollars but I bowed and bid him namaste.
So LA is famous for beautiful people. Here it is my aura that is stop-them-on-the-street beautiful or it is fun to say so even though it was a hokey scam
Very funny.
That is almost as good as Chicken in Two Styles at China Gourmet, only there you get chopsticks and 300 glasses of water.
You will have three happiness.
Contra dancing, mushrooms, non-controlling coupling.
I once had a psychic tell me I’d have a new job before the end of the year. I didn’t buy it as it was late September and I wasn’t looking for a job. I couldn’t imagine getting a resume together and starting a job search in time to have a new job by January … especially with the holidays.
Not long after a headhunter called. I’ll have been at the new place 10 years this coming December 14.
You have a beautiful aura!
Pay me with a kiss.