First Love//
When I was a little child,
Barely enough to crawl.
I would gaze in the tall mirror,
Affixed in one of the bedroom walls.
I may have got puzzled at first,
But would have figured it out eventually,
That the boy on the other side,
Was just an image of mine.
Typical questions I would have posed-
Was I really cute enough?
Was I ever getting taller than the rest.
Questions simple enough to answer.
Answers Just enough to instill some confidence.
So began the ritual to gaze in the mirror,
Whenever I felt low or felt depressed.
So, who was my first love you inquire?
The answer is so obvious my friend?
And the saga continues till this very day,
My longest lasting love affair!
I guess it’s true for you too,
For everyone it does.
Our first love is ourselves.
You can call me narcissist,
You can call me a freak.
But if you deny my claim,
Then my friend, you may be a plain hypocrite.
© Anurag Talukdar
He he.... nice one....