This
is a story starter that I found quite interesting, so I threw it at
the members of the Writestuff Writing Club on Facebook.
“Once
upon a time, there was a woman who discovered she had turned into the
wrong person -..
Two
members replied and here are their stories:
At
first, she was rather confused. But then, when she realised that
there wasn't much she could do about it, she took a deep breath and
decided to look at the situation again. Then, as she sat there
thinking before the mirror, a thought struck her. "How do I
know which one is the right person, after all? I mean, it all
comes down to how I want to be and who I choose to be. So, perhaps,
there is never a right person." And she lived happily ever
after.
This
is a story starter that I found quite interesting, so I threw it at
the members of the Writestuff Writing Club on Facebook.
“Once
upon a time, there was a woman who discovered she had turned into the
wrong person -..
Two
members replied and here are their stories:
At
first, she was rather confused. But then, when she realised that
there wasn't much she could do about it, she took a deep breath and
decided to look at the situation again. Then, as she sat there
thinking before the mirror, a thought struck her. "How do I
know which one is the right person, after all? I mean, it all
comes down to how I want to be and who I choose to be. So, perhaps,
there is never a right person." And she lived happily ever
after.
Once
upon a time, there was a woman who discovered she had turned into the
wrong person. Initially she was shocked, flabbergasted at this
change. The fact that she was not herself but somebody else was a
matter of great agony and despair. "How will I face this
society?" were her first thoughts. But slowly as she looked at
herself in the mirror, she realised that externally she hadn't
changed. She was still the same woman everybody saw.
The
change was within her and only she knew about it. So she decided to
make the best of the situation. For years she had been this dutiful
family person, a great friend and neighbour, who lived by the norms
of society. But this society certainly did not live by the norms of
humanity.
She
became a crusader of the good. From turning a blind eye and a deaf
ear to the wrong doings of others, she decided to stand up for what
was right. This included small issues like ensuring garbage free
neighbourhood to big issues like demanding good roads, security for
women and children, filing RTIs etc.
Her
small wins soon turned to major victories and she felt that maybe she
had not turned into a wrong person after all. Maybe she was a better
person now. Her success catapulted her into the big league and she
was being wooed by various political parties. She became a member of
one such national party and decided to use that platform to launch
larger social reforms.
The
first aim was to provide affordable medical aid to all the poor. The
party asked her to refrain from that. "If everyone gets
affordable medical aid, how will the 5 star hospitals make money?",
they said. She let it go. The second was to ensure every child went
to school. The party asked her to hold her horses. "Who will do
menial labour, if all children got education? Besides it will
increase educated unemployment?", they said. She let go this
time as well.
However
one day there were riots in the city with blood flowing like a river
and corpses strewn around. Every party was pointing fingers at each
other. She was asked to be the official spokesperson of the party and
defend its image. A true believer in the Party's philosophies, she
went all out in media and fought tooth and nail to salvage their
reputation. But in the party office, she saw backs being patted for a
job well done. That's when she realised that she truly turned into a
wrong person.
Tell
me, what would your reaction be, if you found out that you had turned
into the wrong person?
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