Pride

There was a person, with great insights. He knew what where when who and how and always seem to get on top of whatever he lay his hands on. He is funny, intelligent, with good looks, with personality.

I greeted such a man, and as I approached him I felt a sudden pull back. I cannot make it out what is pulling me back while being around this man. Within minutes into trying to break that ice, a staunch smell crippled through the atmosphere. The smell was so off putting that I could not even smell the cologne I heavily drenched myself with for the evening. Then it got to me that he stinks of pride.

I did not literally met that man, just a figure of speech, but he is everywhere... from your very neighbor, friends and to your close ones...

today I found him in my room...