A hand glove

Fascination for a hand glove. A laughable matter isn’t it? Laugh, laugh. But the fascination is true. Why? I have no reasons. When? You  rather you ask me- SINCE when? Anyway, I don’t remember that too. But fascination for a hand glove, I did have. And please don’t think it’s a lie. Because if it was, it would not have been for  a  hand glove. Nobody lies about hand gloves, do they? Who knows? Anything can happen in this world. If a person can confess that he has a fascination for hand gloves then there can be those who will think this is all a lie. Lies Lies. No it is true. My dear hand glove. And it comes in so many varieties. The ones with fur—soft and smooth; made from the hides of innocent little beasts—give such a pleasure. Aah! Then the rubber ones. Gives you such a feeling of power to put your hands in the gutter and garbage. There are so many more. Before I forget let me also mention about the free gloves you get with hair dye bottles. They are very common. So I suggest even you can try and feel the pleasure of wearing a hand glove.

 

But why am I so attracted to these deceptive things? They are hand gloves for god’s sake. There are not someone’s hand. Oh! No wonder! Now I know why. Whenever I held on to it too tightly it came off. And I thought the quality of the hand glove was not good. Mercy!! Have mercy on me my dear hand glove. I doubted your quality. Oh my five fingered friend, brother, love(I am not being incestuous—each glove is different you see!!!). You came to me in so many forms. And I found a defect in all of them. I fit my dirty big hands inside you and made holes in you. I kept you unwashed because by then I wanted a new one. Oh I am so sorry my hand glove. Ok fine. I know a sorry won’t suffice. I promise I will wash you clean and not wear until you easily fit in my hand again. I will stitch the holes I made but I need time. I will do it but I need time. I will shamefully add  Roberts Frost here…I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep and miles to go before I sleep.