Today the tie I was wearing looked really cool in the mirror but was feeling very uncomfortable. I kept wondering why I felt so unusual so I remove it and put it back on, this time into my 'favorite' knot- the windsor. But this time, it's kinda suffocating. I look back into the mirror, my fingers run easily through the collar not showing any signs of a tight fit, but still feels suffocated.
Personally, not a kind of person who'll spend not more than 5 mins by the mirror, I end up spending 15. I go all the way changing both the shirt and the tie, but the feeling becomes too intensified. Totally fed up, I leave the mirror in disgust and suddenly my eyes fall on the dark shadow cast by the bright light. It's only then I realize what's happening. Instead of the tie hanging by me, I see it the other way round. The tie I thought is not a tie, but a noose. Destiny acts as the hangman, who's tightening the noose with his 'favorite' knot. And I'm standing, on the gallows of uncertainty.
The hangman walks up to me and whispers, "There is no escape from me, farther you run the noose is tightened not by me, but you yourself. But if you stand strong and hang in tough, the 'Uncertain' Gallows can hold only for a little time, before it will collapse and you can walk free".
