PARAHGRAPH ON 'IF I WAS INVISIBLE' IN HINDI
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If you were invisible, where would you go and what would you do?
First things first. I’d do some experimenting and find out if what I’m wearing also becomes invisible, or if something is in my mouth, or tucked under my arm, is it made invisible by my invisibility. I also will need to know if I’m still able to be ‘seen’ on a heat source viewer. Once I know the answer to these questions I would go to the casino down the road where I lost 5–6 years of time out of my life, as well as every dollar I could come up with, earn, borrow, take, swindle.
I would go in there, use one of their bathrooms, become invisible, then head on over to the cashier’s room. I’d walk on back there and familiarize myself with the inner workings of the entire system. I’d get all the usual procedures for when money comes, when money goes, where do they keep the boxes of $100 chips, how are they kept track of, etc. When I felt better and felt I’d broke even, I would stop.
I would listen like a fly on the wall everywhere I thought there might be some juicy gossip flowing. I’d try to record somehow people telling other people how they scam the public. I’d expose these recordings anonymously. Nobody would know about my little invisible trick.
I would have one-sided mutual masturbation parties with lots of different women (add experiment to find out if semen is invisible after being ejaculated. If so, would offspring be invisible? Half invisible? Need more data.)
This could get very pleasant. Never need to comb my hair, or shave. I could pick my nose and adjust my johnson wherever, whenever. On Halloween, I’d definitely test drive some Lexus right off of the lot and continue driving in hopes of scaring some people next to me. I’d find some lawfolk and get them to pursue me. Then, just pull over and walk away while they scratch their heads.
I would also have to mess with people sometimes just to upset them. Only mean people, though. I’d make them look like asses. Bullies would be a fun target at school yards.
Right before they go on air, I’d clip neck ties, draw sharpie mustaches, maybe play some porn audio for bumper music of a television newscast. I’d never be bored.
The funnest part would be the fly on the wall, literally any wall. Information is power. I’m sure a fly on a wall could hear some things, powerful things.