The Indian rogues⁹

This morning I went to buy jalabee for Ranjana’s birthday. At the counter they had broken pieces, while in one corner they had good ones. I said, “I would like to buy five pounds of the whole ones.”

Whatever the price was, I gave it to the man. Then he wanted to give me the broken ones.

I said, “But I want the whole ones.”

He said, “Oh, the taste is the same.”

I said, “But my eyes won’t appreciate them.”

Then he looked at me and asked, “Are these for you or for somebody else?”

I said, “They are for somebody else.”

He said, “Why didn’t you tell me? All right, I will bring the other kind.”