The Fight

"Come on, what do you take me to be? How long can I stand this? No, no, no, no longer.
My mind is made up!!" S told me when I tried to butt into the fight.

A stood there sheepishly, like a little kid who has dropped the chocolate for which it had made such a big fuss. A just kept quiet and stood there in the corner.

I had no idea what I was walking into when I tried to get S and A on the table to talk it out.

Seems that there a fight had been brewing from a long time. Gosh !! And I never had a clue, right under my hand! I am a fool not to have seen this.

And now, on retrospection when it always happen, I see those little things which should have given me a hint. R would sometimes now and then sneak in between A and E though it was not supposed to be in between them. And how many times had N run away from D and A had always covered it up. Gosh !!

Anyway, now what? What do I do with these chaps. A huge bunch they are. The worst thing is that I have got used to them just the way they are and many others also would have undoubtedly. If I rearrange their places, that would put a lot of us into such discomfort. Perhaps, we could re-learn, maybe yes we could. It just would be a matter of time.

But then there must have been a strong reason for them to be assigned their places. What about that? And could we just allow them to rearrange according to their wishes?

A would definitely choose D, T would go next to E and many many more such rearrangements.

oooooof...I can't handle this. I better inform the higher authorities. I am sure they will be shocked to know this.

Never had I thought....


(c) Deapesh.

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