Libre Magazine

I had been feeling the unseen presence of those enigmatic insects flying around my room for the last two months. I kept wondering where they came from. Every day I would perish a few of them, but the very next day, they all came back again. I tried to clean up all the mess in my room and put some insecticides so that all of them may either breathe their last or never return; but it all proved to be useless.

The number kept rising day by day. Now I had to get rid of more of them than before and I tried each and every way but it never worked. The strange fondness with them increased time to time. They enjoyed disturbing me, and I enjoyed perishing them.

My mind mingled with loads of thoughts. “Who are they? What do they want? I think my room has been cursed by some phantom.” Whatever it was, I struggled a lot to solve the mystery but failed every time.

One fine morning, I was amazed to find out that they were in my wardrobe too. I had to clean up my cloths before wearing them every time. And each dress had almost half a dozen insects inside. “Oh God please help. What is it? Why is it? First the room, then the wardrobe, the cloths, books and now shoes too?”

Finally, I thought it was time to clean up the entire wardrobe and the closet too. The first thing that came to my mind; if the insects are in my closet, then they must have also attacked that precious pack of roasted pistachios which I had hidden in order to eat them all alone. But then I thought, the insects couldn’t possibly eat them since the plastic pack was sealed and they couldn’t eat 2 kilos of pistachios at any cost. I tried to comfort myself with that thought.

When I opened that secret section of the closet, I couldn’t believe my eyes; the packet was unsealed and full of holes all over it. The insects were there too. I thought not to waste the pistachios, let’s get the insects out and eat the untouched ones, if there were any. But I was even more stunned to see that the origin of insects was from no other place but the pistachio pack. I had been preserving it for the last 8 months but the time made them rot and thus causing the birth of those insects.

The mystery was solved; I was happy as well as sad. Sad because I lost my favourite pistachio pack and happy because I had no more insects in my room and I didn’t have to ramble hither and thither to hunt them down.

But the thing thought me a lesson, “Avarice is a big vice”. Share whatever you have and be wise.