We're brought to the end of the piece wondering what this was all about. The conflict is resolved and the protagonist has made has wrapped up his denouement by simply saying he'll be back--showing us perhaps that the merchant has better things to do than be around a bunch of blind Hindus and is just looking out for his self interest. What, then, were the townspeople doing this entire time? Do they have anything to do?

Again, the author takes something so foreign and unorthodox and makes it relatable today. Our ability to form connections and our selfish natures allow us to internalize even the most wild passages and absorb them like a meal into the zeitgeist of us. Perhaps we're all grasping at different parts of the same animal, speculating incorrectly at the part thinking it's the whole with know way of knowing better.

This is an interesting start to a fable because you're immediately drawn to what the theme is and how it relates to our lives. Perhaps we are all born blind in some way or another.