"I don't know why you are so excited, while I think you shouldn't go there. "
"But Why?... I am not going by my own choice, rather they invited me by sending this card."
"But, they are aristocrats, they don't care about people like us. It would be a waste of time."
"You always think negatively, they sent me the card, because they want me to be there."
Jorge said this to his wife while he was getting ready for the party to which he was invited. He was well known for his poetry in the town. He also wrote many poems and one of his books was published almost a year ago. People were used to inviting him to the parties. But this time he received an invitation from an aristocrat, who once heard his poem at his friend's house. Jorge was excited to receive this invitation, so he made up his mind to attend the party.
But his wife, Mona was not in favor of his going to the party. She gave him many reasons, but he was not ready to hear anything, as it was always his dream to attend such grand parties. So after getting ready, he left his home and headed towards the taxi stand to get the taxi. But it was his bad luck that not a single taxi was available there at the moment. So he waited for 35 minutes until the taxi arrived. After facing all the hurdles, finally Jorge reached the party.
When he entered in home, he saw a line of green lamps that were embellished continuously on the track. His eyes were sparkling with the light and the excitement which was running in his veins. Although he was expecting a great welcome, no one came to receive him. He reached near a table and sat on the chair, but no one paid heed to him. The men were having some serious discussion, he said Hey to them and they responded with mild smiles on their faces and continued their discussion.
Jorge sat there for fifteen minutes and decided to move to another table to look for the host. But he couldn't find him as he was busy with his other guests. Now Jorge's excitement was vanishing by the cold behavior of these wealthy people. He reminded the words of Mona and to himself,
"Did I do the right thing to come here? No one is acquainted with me, I think I should go home."
But as soon as this thought came into his mind, someone tapped his shoulder.
"Mr Jorge! Welcome to the party. So good to see you here."
Jorge turned his head and it was the host who invited him to the party. He gave him a warm welcome and also asked him to come to the stage to entertain the audience with his beautiful poem. Now Jorge felt some honour and everyone applauded him for his amazing poem. Jorge felt as if the motive of his presence was being fulfilled. After the performance, now it was time for dinner. Jorge enjoyed the meal and also had some gossip with the men who were sitting beside him.
No, it was time to bid farewell as he was done with everything, but as soon as he stood up, he heard a noise coming from a table on which he was sitting before. When he headed towards the table, he saw a man pointing towards him in rage. Jorge couldn't understand what he said. He went there and asked the whole thing. He couldn't believe, what he heard.
"O, please! Don't try to be innocent. I saw you were picking something from the floor. I am sure, it was my gold chain." The man said in rage. His words fell like a bomb on the mind of Jorge.
"Are you insane? How could you blame me? I haven't picked your chain, rather it was my ring which slipped from my hand." Jorge replied.
But he was not ready to hear anything and put the whole blame on Jorge. He tried hard to prove himself innocent, but no one was ready to believe him due to his appearance. At last, they decided to check his pockets, but they couldn't find anything.
" Tell me where you hide my chain, otherwise I will involve the police."
After a while, an elderly man came there. He was wearing a blue hat and there was something in his hand. He spoke,
"Are you searching this chain? "
Seeing his chain, a man sprang up with happiness.
Yes! It's mine! But, where did you find it?
" I live nearby and I sell street food. I was passing with my food stall outside of this house. Just then I saw you unknowingly dropped your chain when you were entering the house. I called you, but you couldn't hear due to the noise and now I was arguing with the guards for almost one and a half hours, but they were not letting me come in."
The man was ashamed of his act of blaming Jorge, but he was a ruthless person. He didn't even apologized.
Jorge left the party with a heavy heart and tears in his eyes. He was unable to believe the way he was humiliated for the mistake he didn't commit. But he thanked the Almighty as he was proven innocent in front of everyone. This party became a terrible experience for him and it left a permanent impression on his memory.
The End!
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