stramge fakir

That was a evening i was standing in a street corner in Ahmedabad(a rapidly growing city in Gujrat,India) Satellite to have some tea. '
Two sip just goes in with a ginger smell a man in worn out look appear a" fakir"
he come to me and said me want one my pen which is very old (10yrs once i bought
during my engg course), i say no i cannot do so.
Then fakir asked for my ring in my ring finger which my mother given me for some astrological cause again i said no.
Then i open my bag and gave the fakir a menthol but he refuse to take like i am giving some thing from a mase, then i told take the goli then i can gave you 5bucks.

He try to get rid of me and my menthol even after ,but i just conv. and gaven him the goli.
This is a experience we also have when we have to digest unusual thing for the sake of socity.

Then the fakir disappear in the dark.