Hands and Walls

With time, all the things you feel are problem don’t end up being problems because your mind starts building tolerance. One evening while returning from office, I was similarly quite, building tolerance for something in my mind.

We got off near our apartment, I got out of the rickshaw, my friend was making the payment. I was standing out listening to “The ghost of you” by My Chemical Romance. And, I saw a father and son walking towards the rickshaw we got out off. The kid was barely 5 year old. He was screaming and crying a lot. I was looking at his face and I said, “How free!”. I felt so relieved and jealous of him screaming and shouting.

I felt like slapping his father after a while.