Thanks for the Advice

 One thing which is closely associated with Indians is their habit of giving stupid suggestions and advice though not always stupid, most of the time which are unsought too.  Nonetheless, we sometimes go to our friends to get some advice on something or other.  In my lifetime I have also had asked my friends for some advice many times, despite of the fact that the matters on which I have had sought advice they were no better than me.  I have also given many advices to my friends.  Following up on those advices have lend us all in embarrassments.  Let’s see how:

When I acted on my friend’s advice 

  Some 15 years ago when I was still in primary school, one thing common with me and two of my friends was our peculiar routine; we used to run fast without stopping until we were ahead of everyone of our school mates.  In just a matter of 20 minutes  we would reach our homes which usually took 40 minutes for others. One of them was fastest among us who also was the skinniest one .  When I asked about the reason of his being the fastest one, “I don’t eat Jalebis with Milk” came the reply. I was stupid enough to believe.

                Once, following on our daily routine, after we bade goodbye to the fastest one as he had the closest destination, two of us were on our way home when I felt cramping in my stomach. I told my friend about it.  We chose the less crowded way to get back home.  I shouted “please do something” and he was trying hard to control his laughter. I was aware of the fact that I was seeking advice from a friend who poops thrice a week in his pants, I have heard her scolding him many times while washing his shit-smeared pants but that time it didn’t come to my mind besides I had no other choice. I was really tensed giving frequently changing expressions trying hard to hold it He advices me to jump high and lift my legs high one by one and when I followed his advice it aggravated the situation further then I felt a sharp pain and shouted   SHIT!!!! and like the obedient pupil it came oozing out in my pants.  I felt relieved but embarrassed too.  The prospect of being sighted in this situation by someone known made me feel like crying. I ran to my home and the poop got rolled down my pants. I lived in the uppermost floor of four storey building and in ground floor one of our relative lived. They saw me coming and before they could say anything I started crying out loud saying “I’ve pooped my pants”. What happened thereafter I don’t remember but the embarrassment I can’t forget. 

When My friend acted on my advice

           This incident is the recent one when I visited my friend he had this severe itching in the part under his leg and around that area. I suggested him to go to a doctor before it gets worse. He asked what should I say to doctor about where the itching is. I told him to say that itching is in ‘vaginal parts’. At first he laughed but later I convinced him by giving the example that like the pocket on men’s shirt is called breast-pocket likewise the area is called ‘Vaginal part’. He was convinced and the next day he visited a lady doctor along with his mother.  When he told about the itching in vaginal part the doctor got angry and scolded “Are you a girl? Don’t you know vagina is only found in women”? And he couldn’t say anything apart from giving an embarrassed smile. When he met me the next day and narrated the incident I laughed my heart out.

     Next time you have to seek advice of your friends think over it before acting on it J