Mirror tale
Dear mirror, I wake up every morning just to see you, You have seen my young skin and watched my fading bloom. You have been confronting and spectating for life. You swallowed my whole inside, nothing less nothing more. You showed no preconceptions but only truth. Can oneself turn into a mirror without changing a bit and just reflecting the object? You reflect many emotions that i presume to show case in front of man kind. One day I come crying to you, you just give a smile and wipe my tears. One day i come happily looking for you, admiring the compliment for the smile that you gave. One day I come with that tense face with a hope that you could predict the future. I expect so many things from you. but they say live a life without expecting anything, irony is we forgot that our huge expectations are with the mirror that is reflecting the object none other than ourselves. All of these days you were just in front of me but i couldn't learn a thing from you. Now that...