In a room at a hostel resided two young men. One was
Extrovert and another, Introvert. The former had a life and was proud of it
while the latter didn’t wish to see what he was missing. However, Extrovert was too
carefree to note whether he’s leaving behind a mess for Introvert to clean up
later. Moreover, the world had come to a stage where an individual adhering to
basic cleanliness/orderliness got promptly diagnosed with OCD. But then, the
two didn’t talk much so we’ll never know how one’s lifestyle affected
another’s. Interestingly, they had an arrangement in place: Extrovert will
switch off the light at night even if he had to get up from his bed. The switch
was nearer to the door than the beds and Introvert wouldn’t volunteer at all.
This routine carried on for a long while before one particular night when
Extrovert imitated Introvert. He lied on his bed with his palms behind his head
asking his room-partner to switch off the light for a change. Introvert turned
his head to look at him in a manner he has never done earlier. He then pointed
his left hand at the switch with the index finger sticking out. Before
Extrovert could understand anything, the hand kept growing and growing and
growing reminding him of that guy from Fantastic Four. The only difference
being this was for real and that was the last time he saw darkness.
Moral of the story: Chuppi-parast logon ke saath ungli
mat karo.
