The first phobia when developed when i stepped onto this land was, from the touts and con-mans that littered the train station. They're really scary people who will squeeze every single penny they can out of you at any chance. It was only the first day and i wanted to retreat back home, to the arms of my protective family where touts and con-man were almost inexistent. I really had to thank K for being there and standing strong on his ground, pulling me through this episode.
Okay. This was what happened, we were heading to the train station to get our boarding pass for the tain ride to Agra the next day when we were approached by this man claiming that he's the official there and that our train would be delayed by 6 hours. He then pointed out this office where we could get alternative tickets. I was so stupid and gullible, i believed every single word he said to the extent i got irritated when K simply walked away from him. It was then that he reminded me that the guy sitting beside him on the plane mentioned that the trains that we're taking were extremely on time and that i realized i was this close to being cheated, actually, i was already cheated by the con-man because i believed whatever he said without much doubt.
This is how gullible i am, something Marc used to lecture me on. After so many lectures from him, i still never understood the concept of being street smart when you really need to until that very day with the con-man incident.
Never trust anyone when you're out in unfamiliar places. Never.
P.S: Toutophobia don't technically exist. I invented it. Pictureless post for today. :D
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