Friday, September 16, 2011

Those Sweaty Hands


Personal hygiene is one of the most important things in my life. Right from the toothbrush to the slippers I wear in the night are all sterilized and are regularly cleaned with antiseptic. Even the germs coming out from the sneeze of a man standing ten feet away from me make me go home and clean myself up again. You might call me crazy or psycho or a freak but it is just the way I am. And in the middle of my craziness, my boss calls me in for a meeting with a fat bald guy, who looked as shabby as the beggar I saw in the morning but it was my job and with all the curses in my mind and the hesitance on my face, I shook those sweaty hands.

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