MIRRORS DO NOT LIE, PEOPLE DO

Spending a lot of time in the washroom, looking at the mirror, is not just seeing how much good you look, it is also about speaking out what all that is going on in your mind. Your happiness, secrets, frustration etc. every thing you share with your washroom mirror.

How much ever the washroom mirror can be small, it is able to see and listen to all the feelings that you have. The time you enter this most precious personal space, the mind starts working. Looking at the mirror with different poses, you keep admiring your-self. Some share the best of secrets as well. Some smile and some shed tears. Some confess and some unwind themselves.

Long back, when I had just completed my education, I was going for an interview for the first time for a job and was not able to run-through the probable questions. I was also quite hesitant to stand to do so in front of dressing table, as the dressing table was placed in the bedroom and getting privacy was not possible. That was the first time when I practised my Q&A in front of my own-self, in front of the washroom mirror.

My questions started, ‘tell me something about yourself’, ‘why you want to apply for this job’, ‘why should we take you’, ‘what are your three best qualities’, ‘how do you see your weaknesses’, ‘explain yourself in 30 seconds’ and many more questions. I was seeing myself replying as if the image in the mirror was not my reflection but the member of the selection committee. When ever I fumbled or was not able to reply, I scolded myself and asked for an excuse. I kept my entire conversation in a smiling mode and replied to all questions.

See the irony, I had prepared questions for me, those were replied by me, in front of me, for me. I was Me Within Myself.

This was the first time I realized the power of a washroom mirror. Of course, I was scolded by my parents for spending so much time in the washroom, not knowing that it was my job interview session.

I got the job. I might have missed many replies if I had not practiced in front of my mirror. On that day, I made my mirror my best critic.

Many must be relating their experience and must be willing to even share, but of course certain secrets are best kept. 

Imagine, if the washrooms mirror had ears with eyes, I am sure, they would have been the most profound, renowned, celebrated and highly paid blackmailer. No one would have ever been spared by the lobby of mirrors in blackmailing. There would hardly be anyone who would have not confessed in front of their washroom mirror.

Imagine getting a call from your washroom mirror – ‘hey, I know who you spoke to yesterday morning. Before I spill the beans, take my account details and do RTGS, and it should be GST paid…’ – ‘hey, I know what you did last evening, do you want me to spill the beans…’

No wonder, we all would have paid the ransom, since the same washroom is used by other members of the family. Since he is immortal, the risk is even higher. He can keep secrets for years and decades together.

Not everyone shares good things with mirror. Some even share their darkest side. A crime that they did or became a victim of someone else’s crime. Mirror listens to all.

A friend of mine stole some money from his father’s pocket and went to watch movie with his friends. I am sure many of you would say, what a big deal, I did this too. Everyone does at a certain age and then tells his father also. No matter how hard you get slapped, the heart becomes lighter.

But since it was his first time, his conscious was not accepting and was confused. He did watch movie but his mind was stuck in his act of crime. Coming back from the movie, when all his friends narrated the story and were quite happy, he went home and straight to the washroom and cried. He was gathering courage to tell his father about this mistake and the mirror helped him out. ‘When you can confess me, confess to your father as well.’

‘Self-confession’ of a guilt gives you enough energy to then confess in front of anyone.

He spoke to his father and told him all. Asked for an apology and his father smiled and excused him instantly. He never stole money again, since he had promised the mirror not to do so.

With time the conversation with mirror has become a therapy. It is a self-treatment that works better than a medicine. Conversation with mirror gives you a different kind of peace of mind and relives you with paid and agony. On the other side, you share your best of information, that you still don’t want to share due to being superstitious.

It is said, mirrors do not lie. But, people do.

The moral of this article is just to say that we can confide in people only if they are like mirrors. With whom we are comfortable and can share anything in life. Who we believe and trust completely. Such people are difficult to find, rather extremely difficult, because this breed is very rare. If you happen to find one, you are living with god.

But still you will not be able to fix such people in your washroom like a mirror.

Mirror would remain your most confident buddy always, that has big heart and a beautiful mind, like yours.