the mirror has grown a new face.and it refuses to go away.she stares at it,willing it to go away.it just stares back.

it has a voice too these days.says things like,"your hair looks flat today.what did you,do comb it too hard?"
or,"when will your pimples stop?"
or,"hehehe,your nose is ridiculously big."
or,"don't smile too much.your teeth shows.did you know you have uneven teeth?"

and all she says is,"is it?do i ?"

the previous mirror was nicer.paid more compliments.
and when critical,it would limit itself to calling her fat...say"uh uh.fat day.wear black".

the only thing this mirror likes about her is her eyes.

"my eyes?"she protests."besides being myopic,they are slightly cross-eyed.and one is smaller than the other.and one eyebrow is higher than the other.how can you possibly like them?
AND the kaajal never stays put.it always smudges."

"they 're nice ",it says.

"nice?just nice?"

"well half a loaf...."
thats another thing.this one is way too proverb-quoting.rather irritating.

she has to get a more flattering mirror.
one thats not proverbial.