B r o k e n Mirror

There were, hhmmm….let me count 1, 2, 3, and 4. Four of them altogether .They had somehow annoyed me. The first one was when I was on the escalator, going up, he was giggling like a girl. I’ve seen lots of people giggle but the way he did it was just unbearable. Was that natural, I doubt it. I just hate looking at him. I just hate it!

The second was when I was on the escalator, going down. On the concourse, a horde of shoppers walking in random direction but he made himself noticeable. Ok…..may be that's the way he is, the way he walks since he’s a baby, swinging his elastic bum but I thought that was too much. I just hate looking at him. I just hate it!

The third was when I was standing near the café. From far, I could see AS IF he’s wearing a 'Vishuda’ on his head. It’s high and sharp. Thank god it’s not a 'golden' Vishuda. It’s still black but that hairdo, he overdid it. I just hate looking at him. I just hate it!

The fourth was when I was walking towards the table. He caught my attention. What he wore was even tighter than his own skin. I just hate looking at him. I just hate it!

I sat down with the accumulated hatred. I didn’t know why they bothered me so much this time. Perhaps I was tired and just a little stressed out of work. You know when you’re in this state, everything seemed not right. Now, my brain travelled deep inside, going down reaching the archive. Come to carefully think of it, I was once like those people too. BUT, I think I’ve changed. Don't you think? Ok… may be every now and again I might slip into those behaviour or style but I don’t think I overdo it anymore.

Was I looking at a mirror? But you know what, I’ve just got one broken. Now, I’ve got a new one. Does that mean, all this while I’ve got myself changed through SELF-HATRED?

OH MY GOD!, I thought there would only be 4. Here came the 5th one. From far I could see his ‘arrogant’ face. I was sure he was thinking that everyone was looking at him. CAKEWATT!!! He walked real fast and straight to our table and sat. He’s my own friend!!! But that, I was sure I was not looking at a mirror.If I was, then it's time to break another one........