When I first met this gal 'D' November last year, she appeared to be a cute innocent bubbly gal. She was a bit apprehensive, thus unapproachable at times. I took it to be a girly cautious attitude. To be honest, at one point of time, I was all smitten by her and used to think about her all day long. But that was short-lived. Slowly her darker side was surfacing. She is among those kind of gals who use their charm to manipulate others and get own work done. If you are of some use to her, she'll nicely flirt with you and cajole you into doing her work. Otherwise, she'll bitch about you on your back. Even that is quite a common attitude among gals. Where she outruns all other is - she's the most snobbish person I've ever seen. Once she doesn't have any use of you in near future, she'll publicly humiliate you for no reason. Or maybe, just to please own superior ego. :@

Know what .... I am just unable to describe her. Words fail to justify her image. She's the worst kind of creature deceiving everyone under cover of a gals soft skin. I came to know of her real side once we were out shopping for a gift. And later on, during a group-movie-outing. After those couple of bad experiences with her, I've been just neglecting her, as if she doesn't exist. Still, every site of her gets me enraged beyond means. So, avoiding her was the only thing I could do. That wasn't that difficult. Until now ...

Whole of this week I had to withstand her. Had to travel twice a day with her, stay late-nights with her and remain calm. That was hard. I just can't tell you how hard it is for me not to reach across and punch her on the face. With her around, I just suffocate. I feel like throwing and breaking things, shouting my lungs out, tearing things apart. So much so that I can even hurt / bleed myself. Ohhh, I'll give anything to see her writhing in pain. But I can't do it myself. I can't be a witch like her. She's a pro.

I know this all is giving her too much importance. But I really can't help it. She has this 'black-magic' effect on me. I loose all my sane senses and start boiling with anger and disgust. I wish she gets married soon and moves to some other city and lets me rest in peace. BtW, my heart felt consolation for the poor groom to be. He's doomed.