BIT SKEPTICISM
WOKE UP EARLY IN THE MORNING AND DID ALL THE NECESSARY THINGS THAT WERE NEEDED FOR THE PROJECT AND LEFT THE ROOM
as usual, i took a cab i thought that was the first time I’d done something in time. suddenly cab was stopped i glanced through the window. from the window i could catch a glimpse of a toothless old hag. the nonagenarian simply sat next to me. She wore black lens, holding some rusty book and donned a long yellow dress. i was doing my way preparing for the project. Suddenly a hand touched my head. i was shuddered by the jerky touch. i turned left but didn’t talk to the old woman. she also turned left and watching outside. i started questioning myself Who’s this woman. what she wanted to ask me? had she taken the cab only to meet me or ..? …
again came back to my project. from the glimpse of the mirror i gotta know that she was again watching me all over. i didn’t know what she was checking body integrity or ..
she offered me her book which was some 200yrs back as i expected i simply rejected the offer with signs without knowing about the book ever i didn’t give a chance to explain what the book meant for. But i gotta know that she wanted something from my side. but what? finally her stop had come and she left the cab. but left a mystery in my heart, a thorn in my flesh. i couldn’t conceive of her as a mad witch.
i followed her and asked her what she wanted from me. She said i got my answer. what answer?? i snarled at her indignantly like a crazy guy. she said i had a doubt that were U a boy or girl? now my doubt had cleared. But that is conspicuous why did U get that ? she answered……
due to project tension i couldn’t have cut my hair for a long time. strands were appearing like a puppy hair. and i wore a suit so she couldn’t get my bodily integrity. So she tried to talk but i didn’t give her chance.
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