Banta singh appeared at the box office of a cinema and bought two tickets.A few minutes later he returned and bought two more. When, after a short interval, he appeared a third time and offered to pay for two more,the ticket-seller opened the little door in the glass and spoke up.‘Aren’t you the same
gentleman who just bought two tickets and two others just a while ago?’ she asked, puzzled. 'Yes,'replied Banta Singh
plaintively,‘but there’s some fool at the gate who keeps tearing them up!’
People and things do not upset us, rather we upset ourselves by believing that they can upset us.