Tuesday, May 1, 2012

The One I Hate the MOST

Hate written in fire

Mine was a young and foolish mind then, thought the world and all in it is against me. My father got transferred to Coimbatore; it was his third transfer since I started my school day. I was enrolled in a new school there, my fourth school. New school, lot of new faces and the only thing familiar as usual was the books. There I met him, he became my best friend and now I hate him the most.  He came to me, stood beside me, talked to me a lot and it seemed that we both had the same view towards life. I started talking a lot too, about me, about the world around me and how it’s unfair. I trusted him, he listened to all of it silently but little did I know about what he was doing behind my back. I fell for his act of friendship; he is a good actor or maybe I didn’t take the time to notice. When I started to notice, he had a cunning face and it carried an innocent looking smile which tricked many. The simplest but most effective way of deception, a well disguised smile. He clouded my mind and it took me time to see beyond it.

He stood beside me, told badly about me to others and of them to me. A person, who cares for none and finds joy in making everyone around him wrangle. He created doubt in my mind and made me stand alone among my classmates. One can deceive all for some time but can’t forever, so I finally woke up and now I detest even hearing his name. He resembled a two headed snake, one head grown where its tail should be, clung deep into my mind with his sharp white fangs, poisoned me and all around me. I don’t know where he lives or what he does now? He may be doing the same to others, poor souls who think he is their friend. I may forgive others who have done worse to me but can’t forgive him as he corrupted a divine bond, the bond of friendship. Why he did this to me, I don’t know and I don’t want to know. I trusted him blind, thought he was my friend and that was the only wrong I did.

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