Collector's Edition

He clicked frantically in the park, taking pictures of the kids playing around.

The little one in yellow on slide, the twins in purple playing on the see-saw, the blue-eyed girl in the sand box, the chirpy three playing Hop-Scotch, the dare-devil on the swings, the ones running towards their parents, the ones running away from them.

A few parents got concerned on why a stranger is clicking snaps of their kids.
"Who are you?" They asked
"I am a collector.", he said, "I collect antiques."
"Why are you clicking our kids' photos", They questioned
"Not them; their smiles! It is going to be a rare commodity soon", He answered.

The Confusing Truth

The sound of judge's gavel stopped the murmurs in the court room.

"Confident of his wife's betrayal, the accused shot his wife in their own bed. The weapon of murder has already been submitted to the court. It is a cold hearted murder", argued the prosecution.

"Out of her guilt of betraying her husband, she had already consumed the poison when her husband entered the room to shoot her. The post-mortem report has already been provided to the court. It was a suicide", countered the defence counsel.

The judge knew that both the counsels were right and he knew both the possible judgments would be wrong.

Truth can be confusing, at times!!