Driven by Curiosity…

well, after drinking my coffee and seeing that all these ladies actually read their cups and nothing happens (all the way, i was telling them that i will NOT read my cup, i will only join them, because i was somehow under the impression the the floor will open and swallow me if I read my cup!) I decided ok, maybe it is ok to read my cup!as they are all sitting here… and the floor seems solid enough!

i started getting excited as i was getting nearer. all through i was talking to the ladies around me… I found out that Ibtisam does not read cups for men, because she does not allow them to come and sit with her. but men CLEVERLY solved the problem, but bringing their cups with them from hme and have her read it, while a messanger goes back and forth between ibtisam and them… smart, no?

I also found out that the police raided the house few times,( especially after the satanic wave in Jordan, few years ago) but with her charm and grace, she read their cups and send them home happy, while she got to keep her small business!

Anyway… Sarah asked me to hear what ibtisam will tell her, and i must admit i was impressed… she described her house in detail… and that her mom was dead and talked about her job.. told her about two of her friends and an incident that took place few days ago… I was still skeptic, i mean this is general stuff. But when she gave her a guy's name and a last name, Ibtisam managed to wipe that ironic smile from my face. Sarah has a secret admiration to this guuy and NO one can tell ibtisam!

My turn finally came, and i was so excited now, she asked me to put two things in my head and then she looked into my cup…. was silent a little bit and then said… sorry can't read your cup because you did not have the intention to read it!!!!!

So my advise, if you go, go with the intention! and also you can bring your own cups from home!