When I looked at the mirror today,
I saw myself in the half pants
with a school bag on my shoulder;
and waving to my dad from the gate.
Then after some moment a bell rang,
I went into my class room –
It was filled with noises,
Some voices were chirpy,
Some were happy and some gossiping.
And when I came out,
I was in blue denim jean
with black half sleeve shirt,
one note book in my hand
swirling it on my pointer finger’s tip,
having my motorcycle’s key in other hand.
Mirrors are such a time machines,
but now I will shave my beard clean,
As I am getting late for my office!
~ Anish Vadhvaniya
