Riddles aren’t just for fun; they also help us improve our critical thinking skills.
Whether we’re solving puzzles that use metaphors, wordplay, math problems, logic challenges, or visual riddles, we need to take our time to find the answers. Most of these riddles are tricky, even if they seem easy at first.
Overall, solving riddles exercises our minds in different ways, which is why many people enjoy them.
Below is a picture of several people on a bus. There are a few men sitting down: one is listening to music, another is on his phone, and the third is reading a newspaper. There are also three women: a young lady, an elderly woman, and a pregnant woman.
But something looks like it’s missing from the photo.
Can you guess what it is?
If you guessed correctly, great job!
If not, take another look and try again.
The answer is below…
What’s missing is “CHIVALRY.”
Easy, right? If you want to think a bit more, here’s another one.
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For Years My Neighbor Comes Home for 15 Minutes in the Middle of the Day — I Finally Dared to Take a Peek
As I hurried to my front door, I realized that I only had fifteen minutes left. I quickly headed toward the open window as soon as I thought no one was watching. I was happy that no neighbors were observing when I peered over the windowsill.
Their living area was same to all others. Mike faced away from me while holding a high-end camera. With a subtle smile, Jill turned to face him. My attention was drawn to a brief glimpse of motion near the room’s edge. Mike had my whole attention. His wife yelled, “Someone’s there!,” as our eyes locked, and I lost my breath. There’s someone looking inside!
No, no, no! I pondered. This is not possible!
With my heart racing, I hurried back to my house and secured the door. What was going through my mind? I peeked inside their house, but why? Had I caused them any offense? I thought they were going to call the cops.
The quiet was broken the following day by a knock on my door. Taking a glance through the peephole made my stomach turn. It was Mike. He pulled out a picture from an envelope he was holding. My picture. “Want to elaborate?” he inquired, seeming amused.
I admitted, embarrassed. To my astonishment, Mike grinned and extended an invitation to visit, stating that he loves Jill by taking her picture every day. I treasured their endearing custom and never looked out the window again after that day.
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