The Knife...Tat hurt n tat was hurt...!!!

I have a chef friend who was pretty new to cooking few months before...right from the day she started to learn to cook...She was very choosy abt the knife she holds to cut her vegetables...She was feeling gud wid it right from day 1...She did start realizin on how to handle tat knife n soon she was very comfortable wid it...But jus a few months passed by n she was gettin pretty much matured on the cooking front n she jus handled the knife wid ease...might be she took the knife for granted for it'll always be there for her to use whenever she wants to...n tat was a truth...the knife was so comfortable in her hands tat it came to a state tat it decided even if somethin wrong happened it wouldn't run away ever...!!!

She soon became so fond of tat knife...tat anythin and everythin happened to her..though she had so many ppl around her to talk to...She would talk to the knife...n she would feel happy about it giving her a feeling as if her problems were halved...She started using the knife in all possible ways she could...n was infact delighted wid the company of it...She was in Love wid the knife...!!!

...N the knife was so happy when it was in her hands tat the moment it would forget as t how much of strain it was put to when used..but it was happy to be jus in her company n wished it to last forever...even after my friend would cease from being a cook...

Jus as time went by...external forces did disturb her on a few occasions and she jus didn't know how to handle things herself...She would restore to her favourite activity...Cooking...But there were few times tat she did cut her fingers while she used the knife wid much of other things runnin in her mind...N soon problems seemed to mount on her...rather she was thinking of them too much tat clouded her thoughts...N day by day the knife was handled a lot rougher...n she ended up cuttin her own fingers on a few more occasions...

One fine evening when she was clouded with so many other things in mind...She did cut her fingers once again...N this time the result was a lot more unexpected...She thought that the knife was no gud anymore n told to herself tat she won't use the knife anymore...!!!

She was so decisive tat she started lookin out for other options to vent out wutever she was goin thro'...She found out other ways to accomplish wutever she wanted to do for her cooking and as long as he got wut she wanted she hardly cared about what the knife was goin through...!!!

The poor Knife...All it could do was talk to itself...cuz she was no more interested in hearing wut the knife had to say to her about how much it suffered att her loss...the knife cried -

"She jus failed to realize tat everytime she did cut her fingers..She had the stroke too hard tat her fingers would've been chopped off had it been any other knife...but I was so considerate n loved HER so much tat I took all the blows myself n just ended up givin HER jus a small bruise to worry about...

But for HER this bruise is big enough to take n she could take it no more...N she jus didn't realize how I would feel...not even knowing if SHE would ever get back to it and start being the same way to ME as she was before..."

But the knife decided to wait on till my friend did realize the decisions she took wid jus her in mind...n would get back to use THE KNIFE again...

After all..Hope is wut that keeps our hearts pumping...!!!