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Good Deed

I did a good deed today. Perhaps allowed someone some peace of mind. There are a few people in this world, who require knowledge. There is nothing wrong with such people, as they want to expand their knowledge and assisting them in anyway can only be good, right? So I did the good deed of expanding some fern minded intelligence to that of a tea-spoon. Well, no one can say I am bad! So what is the knowledge that I have imparted? Well, it is about me! Right! Knowing about me is quintessential to a few people and they might not really sleep in the nights, if they cannot know things about me and I did them all a favor and let them know the truth about me, from the only reliable source in this whole wide world and that is me! Now, I am not so sure why that is important, but, it is important for their sanity. Why take the curse of someone’s insanity? So, I gave them the fruit of their labour. Another thing about me is that, when I do not want to lend information, I can be such an obtuse person. I can make the conversation very one-sided and I can also make remarks that last long. Nothing that would cut through the lungs of someone (oh, I can do that too. Anyone who knows me will tell you that, I have a tongue that is like a double edged sword, can either cut you or kill you, depends on what I want to do, ofcourse), just enough to stop the discussion from going forward. And sometimes, if I feel like it, if the person is persistent, I try and accommodate myself to answer to the best of my knowledge and tell the truth, (just in case I want a chance at denial, I know what my story is… evil conniver that I am) and let the chips fall in place for further discussion. Ofcourse, I reserve the right to respond to the leading questions and once in a while, I will be in a mood to answer those questions too! Today is one such day, where, the morose me wanted some cheer. After all, its new year around the corner and it is important that I bring cheer to people, right? So, today, I was caught up by a person requesting my life story. Ah, here is the twist though, I am a nobody. I mean, perhaps to a few, I am somebody, but face it, I am not a hot shot personality that is news, not even the classified news! So, why would anyone want to know my life story? Well, there are people who believe that knowing someone else’s life is knowledge and one such person required the information. Instead of listening to second hand junk, I spared a moment and told the truth. Then came the leading questions and well, I answered few and left few in some Schrodinger’s state. And you know what? It felt good. For, I smiled. Now, what kind of an egotist am I, if I tell the truth about myself with a straight face? So, I smiled and it did me good too.

Reliving the fond memories even for someone you could care less, does bring a smile and cheer to your heart. Not saying that one’s life is a public display, but, what bad can come out of a good memory, apart from it being told in perhaps prejudiced way, perhaps for one’s own voyeuristic gratification? Well, rumours fly in the same way too. So, I cannot forever hang in a cocoon, afraid that the breaking it open would eventually be a mistake! So, I broke the cocoon and it felt good, this freedom.

For all those who read novels, I have no mystery. I have no secret vendettas. I have no hidden communications in the closet nor do I have any mystery codes delivered in the newspaper nor do I have an underground laboratory that believes in aliens, where I listen to signals from Mars! I am a girl next door, who minds her own business and does not honestly care, if the neighbour next door has a cat or a dog or a late night visitor. I am a person who can try being a friend(unsuccessfully) once in a while. I am a person with an underpaid job and over ambitious dreams. In short, I am like everyone around me! So, wonder why it is important? Well, if only I had a penny for the curiosity of every person around me!! SIGH!

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