WHAT GOES AROUND, COMES AROUND

In the town of Tarnopol, lived a man by the name of Rob Feivel. One day, as he sat in his house, deeply absorbed in his books, he heard a loud noise outside. When he went to the window,
he saw a lot of little pranksters. “Up to some new piece of mischief, no doubt”, he thought.

“Children, run quickly to the synagogue”, he cried, leaning out and improvising the first story that occurred to him. “You’ll see there, a sea monster, and what a monster! It’s a creature with five feet, three eyes and a beard like that of a goat, only its green!”

And sure enough, the children scampered off and Rob Feivel returned to his studies. He smiled unto his beard as he thought of the trick he had played on those little rascals. It wasn’t long before his studies were interrupted again, this time by running footsteps. When he went to the window, he saw several Jews running. “Where are you running to?” he called out. “To the synagogue” answered the Jews “Haven’t you heard? There’s a sea monster, a creature with five feet, three eyes and a beard like that of a goat, only its green!”

Rob Feivel laughed with glee, thinking of the trick he had played and sat down again to his books. But no sooner had he began to concentrate when he heard a dinning tumult outside. And what did he see? A great crowd of men, women and children all running towards the synagogue. “What’s up?” he cried, sticking his head out of the window. “What a question! Why, don’t you know?” they answered. “Right in front of the synagogue there’s a sea monster. It’s a creature with five feet, three eyes and a beard like that of a goat, only its green!”

And as the crowd hurried by, Reb Feivel noticed that the Rabbi himself was among them. “Lord of the world”, he exclaimed. “If the Rabbi himself is running with them, surely there must be something happening. Where there’s smoke, there’s fire!” Without further thought, Reb Feivel grabbed his hat, left his house and also began running. “Who can tell”, he muttered to himself as he ran, all out of breath towards the synagogue!

See the power of a lie. Still laughing....
Source: THE 48 LAWS OF POWER