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Hi everyone, its confession time.

My name is Hitesh and I judge people.

I judged the guy who was shouting and
screaming at the supermarket.
I judged the girl who smoked outside the shop.
I judged the lady who had no patience and sat on my tail in traffic.
I judged the man who had a torn shirt in the meeting today.
I judged the young girl wearing the 5cm short skirt at the party.
I judged the woman who did not greet me when I looked at her and smiled with love. I judged the couple who were arguing in public.
I judged the guy in the old car that was falling apart.
I judged the boy who refused to say a word at the party. He just kept away from people. I really thought that was snobbish.

If only… If only I knew that the guy that was shouting and screaming had just lost his job and was frustrated.
If only I knew the girl that smoked had no good mentor and support structure around her to guide her and easily gave in to this habit.
If only I knew that the lady who was impatient was rushing to see her dying mum in hospital.
If only I knew the man with the torn shirt was robbed last night leaving him with just a one shirt, but was brave enough to still continue with life.
If only I knew that the girl in the short skirt was never given much love from her family, and so the skirt got her the attention she wanted.
If only I knew that the woman who did not greet me was being physically abused by her husband.
If only I knew that the couple that was arguing just had their house repossessed.
If only I knew the guy in the old car is sacrificing it all in pursuit of his dream.
If only I knew that the boy at the party had lost his best friend in a car accident.

Hi everyone. My name is Hitesh, and I will never judge anyone again, especially myself.

Love,
H

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