Prompt #76 “Self-Portrait”

“Me: If you woke up one day and saw that you are now me, what would you do?

N: I’d go back to sleep! :|”

N: But today, I choose to stay up and take a good hard look at you in the mirror.


We first met in that noisy classroom where you determinedly looked into your file avoiding eye contact. And now, you stare me down like a tigress. Or like this:

When you want to be fed
When you want to be fed

You used to shy away from even the slightest of physical contact. Now, you pummel me and use me as a punching bag as your heart pleases. (FYI, you aren’t as strong as you wrongly believe yourself to be. You munchkin!)

You were proper in your language and jerked from even the mention of bowel moments. Now, you drop words like a drunk sailor (courtesy: urban dictionary) and discuss corn in poop.

You were uptight, annoying and stubborn. Now, a bribe of nutella and cheese is vital to make you move. Marmoset, you have done quite a bit of cooling down and opening up.

You were a picky, fussy eater – surviving on your chocolate milk fixes and breakfasts. Now, you wolf down anything and everything like a baby dinosaur (provided it is vegetarian, devoid of mushroom, baby corn and raw onions *rolling eyes*)

You were the quiet one, the introvert, and the bookish. Now, you spam my message box like a pesky virus with mad memes and have finally embraced humanity as desirable company.

You never believed in romance and hearts; love wasn’t something you delved into. But now, I see you pink in happiness and it is all I can do to stop myself from mussing your hair.

You were the one for order and structure with THE PLAN. But thankfully, you are learning to throw caution to the winds and yearn for a little bit of colour and kitsch.

Camera shy you always were and you will never stop waging the war against the sun. But your wanderlust and nomadic thirst is nowhere close to be quenched (yay! You got company)

Closed up and secretive you are about your feelings. Then and now. Please realize that it is not weakness to share. It is not vulnerability – it is trust.

Your intelligence is indisputable. But your innocence and naivety was a worry – shrouded with your stuck up bossiness. Now, you have freed yourself from the self-imposed chains.

A kid-alien you were called with your quirks and randomness. But now, err. No! You still a weirdo who makes perfect sense every time, only inside your head!

Perpetually wired for self-destruction you are (God! How hard is it to learn how to walk!), it is pure entertainment to see you avoid the “pitfalls” life throws on you.

My Hand, my protégé, my monkey, my puppy (here girl! Cookie…), my imp, my pooping heir, my foodie, my best ‘man’, my green-eyed pale ghost, my partner in world dominion, my auto-correct goof mate. Cheers to our friendship!

And if I stay as you, ha ha ha! The murderous crimes I’m going to commit in your name are going to be priceless! *alien victory dance*

N is one of my bestest friends. Inspired by late-night talks, yearbook and showdowns I have had over the years. Written for an amazing prompt over at mindlovemisery’s menagerie.


11 thoughts on “Prompt #76 “Self-Portrait”

  1. Dun dun dun… *dramatic entrance* 😛

    I’m touched, marmoset.. But, yeah.. you over indulged yourself here.. I would NEVER be this nice to you…well.. not verbally anyway.. 😛

    But, second yeah.. you have grown up..and are sooooooo much more fun now.. LOL! hi5 to that! 😀


  2. Love how you’re evolving from sweet kitty to young tigress in bud … a great portrait and great how you poke fun at yourself – Great write! 🙂




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