Tales of Great Fortune XV - A tale of recognition

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Humor  |  House: Booksie Classic
The Great Trenlin gets enforcement in his struggles to make it big in the world of fortune telling after a refreshing conversation with a bystander

Submitted: April 01, 2016

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"But... aren't you..."
"Yes," the Great Trenlin replied, always pleased to be recognized, "I am. The one and only."
The hours of TV coverage that he had received until now on the Today Show had clearly paid their dividends. Even in the world of fortune telling, where skills were second to none, brand recognition was of vital importance. Now that the business of fortune telling was booming, the Great Trenlin was exceptionally pleased to note that his face had become known in many households. Recognition spawns trust and trust was third to none in the world of fortune telling.
 
"My God," the bystander exclamed while shaking the hand of the Great Trenlin a bit too eagerly., "My girlfriend will never believe it! She will be in complete awe and in mild envy when I tell her I met you in the street. Can I add you on facebook?"
"Please do," the Great Trenlin blushed, "the more connections we have the better the energy. Did you know that energy is fourth to none in the business of fortune telling?"
"I bet it is," the bystander nodded, "I bet it is. Both my girlfriend and me are great fans of your work."
"Well..." the Great Trenlin tried to place the compliments into perpective. It would even be a hard job for someone who provided an added value that was even slightly comparable to the efforts of the Great Trenlin himself. As he bit his lip in an attempt to come up with a humble reply, the bystander continued his praise. Needless to say, the Great Trenlin was hugely honoured. Humility was fifth to none in the business of fortune telling.
 
"My girlfriend really loved you in Manhattan! I am not a big fan of movies in general, but I have read all your books. They are really inspiring!"
"I have never been to... You read my book? Well, well. How intelligent of you!"
The Great Trenlin had an unusual feeling. When he analysed it, he figured it had to be surprise, a state that was quite uncommon for accomplished fortune tellers like himself.
"Oh! I read all of them. Great work! You really changed my life in a way. It is not often that you see an author who is that much into touch with his readers."
"Well, one does its best, I guess," the Great Trenlin kindly replied, "I must say, sir, it is not often that you meet someone in the streets who is as knowledgeable about good books as you are."
"No, no, sir! I would never ever call myself knowledgeable. It is just that I know when I think something is good or not. But it is purely a personal opinion. I do not claim to possess all wisdom in the world."
 
A warm feeling of sympathy enlightened the mood of the Great Trenlin. This was a true man of virtue and valour. The combination of humilty and wisdom was very rare in a human being. It  were traits that were usually only seen in the people that changed the face of the earth. Although not famous yet, this man was  worthy of being in the same category as Nelson Mandela, Mahatma Gandhi, mother Theresa and the Great Trenlin himself.
 
"Any man could read a book," the Great Trenlin replied wisely, "but few know how to select the valuable ones."
The Great Trenlin considered the compliment well deserved. Very few people had read his book. The fact that it was not even published yet, made the accomplishment of the bystander even more impressive.
As the bystander nodded in agreement, the Great Trenlin decided to place an autograph on his shirt. The bystander's delight was disturbingly similar to something the Great Trenlin would identify as surprise or shock in most people.
"There you go," he added as he admired his own gesture of appreciation, "may good fortune be with you, sir. May good fortune be with you. You have my blessing. I am sure that I am standing in front of a man that will shape the world. It may not be tomorrow or the day thereafter, but it surely will happen."
 
The bystander half-smiled before he nodded in agreement.
"Yes. I would like to think so to. We can only hope, can't we? I am glad I have your vote."
The Great Trenlin was slighlty emotional when he bid his new friend farewell. What a delightful moment it was, to ignite the fire of destination in a humble person's soul. After this good deed, the Great Trenlin knew he could raise his hourly rates with a clear conscience.
 
From across the street, a man in an expensive suit made nervous signs to draw the attention.
"Sorry, sir," he yelled, "but the debate is starting within two hours. We really need you in the briefing."
With a short grunt, the bystander turned on his feet.
"Politics," he muttered, "what a mess."
As the bystander crossed the street, the Great Trenlin rubbed his jaw. A few cabs could barely avoid a collision when confronted with that walker turning up out of nowhere. 
Intuition, the Great Trenlin thought, intuition... if skills would not have been that important in the world of fortune telling, intuition would certainly be second to none. 
 
 


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