TWO



As he approached the mirror he can't believe what he was seeing, he take one more close look then stepped back, he screamed.....what the hell is happening, his sound was feeble and somewhat sweet ,why in the hell Iam a woman, that too a grown up one,well if I was dead and this my new life or after life or whatever it is then why Iam not a baby , secondly why I remember everything that happened so clearly,since I was a child I've been told you will forget everything once you are dead now Iam damn sure all of that was a bunch of intellectual bullshit.Well what Iam I supposed to do ?".Suddenly some one started knocking on the door:
"Mitra be ready quickly its your first day you can't be late, hurry up girl ".
"Yes mama I'll be ready"
"You just call me mama"?
"I mean amma "
"What's wrong with you girl,Hey do you drink last night "?
Well let it be " yes a little ".
She started knocking on the door so fastly ,well what can I do? " please open the door " .
Well actually who was that?Is someone around ,no...not at all, it is that mad women outside,well why do I hear it like someone whispering near my ear.
"Please open it ".
"What ! oh man Iam in a really big mess.Would you mind telling me who are you?"
"You have to tell me that first, then again why...