DIARIES OF A LONE TRAVELLER EP4 : Vegas- The Risks and Depression in High Stakes Gambling!

 After fleeing from the Bahamas, I realised that I have no certain reason to die. I have no meaning to why I am giving up my life. First, in Paris, I am saved by my ex and now by a kind and humble fisherman. What is happening ? Doesn’t the forces of the almighty let you die unless and until there is no motivation to do so ?

 

So I decided, that all I need is a reason — Depression!!

 

And I know a place where I could really get depressed, depressed enough to commit my life!

 

Because the forces and angels don’t let an enthusiast die unless he is depressed to die!!

 

What I had in mind was that — whatever amount of money I had left in my account, I put it all into Gambling in Vegas!

 

This will make me loose in Gambling, I am sure about that because I have no idea how to gamble. And when I will loose all my money and wouldn’t be able to even book a return Flight back home, I will certainly give up my life this time!! In order to go beyond and enter the afterlife…!!

 

I landed in Vegas, USA the next week. I took a whole week this time to analyse each and every loophole in dying before going there. I had to calculate the amount of money all that I had left with me after these world tour destinations!

 

I stayed at a Casino-Hotel, freshened myself up and went to hit the Casino at the ground floor. 

 

Let the games begin…

 

First, I sat on the Poker table, after buying the chips from the counter spending each and every penny I had!

 

I knew I was a noob in poker, so by the second round I went for “all in” I really don’t even know how to make a “ poker face” – the lying face!! I had no good cards with me. But after when the River was revealed on the table and I was already “all in”, I don’t know how but my cards were making a “flush”! There were about four other players on the table. And let me tell you. After I went all in, they were horrified that I was winning. One by one, each player quit the game. Making me realise that I shouldn’t have went for all in chips in— rather to loose my chips, I accidentally made an impression of confidence that I have good cards. But in reality, I didn’t. Not until the “River card”!

 

It was between me and the last player now— I tried my best to fake that I don’t have any good cards and made the impressions “ohh shit” “ohh man” just to make the other guy make “a call” and the least possibility that he might win!!

 

But it was all in vein, I knew!! Even if he called , I already got the flush, and if he didn’t, I was already all in and I would have won the table in any case!! Damn!!

 

So as it was… my chips were tripled and I went to such a game, where no fake poker face would have worked… only LUCK — Roulette !!

 

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I was now in my hotel room… ordering food and wine… you must be wondering what happened??

 

Well.. I called the number 41 and that was it!! I won the Roulette..!!

 

Even Depression couldn’t lead me to death; because I wasn’t driven towards depression… I was more enthusiastic than ever…

 

Even LUCK didn’t want me to die… !!

 

I decided to abandon the Western World and decided to head to……