I overheard he said,” what a dude he is, I used him, and he happily obliged not knowing how I was using him"
For several moments I lost total orientation of the world and felt if something has crashed inside me, shattering to pieces what I was made of. Moments later when I recollected the event and the fragments I came to realize that the world was still in its place, sun was shining, breeze blowing, people in the street hustling and bustling, children smiling with innocent charm and clinging to their mothers.
I thought and felt relieved that I was used by a fellow human being a friend for his excessive motives that raised in him due to his lack of empathy, but I also felt distressed for him thinking that who used him to that inconsiderate behavior, was that some other person or the forces we call devilish.
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