A thing called life

Life ebbs and flows and with it changes our moods. Sometimes you feel jubiliant and on other days you're sad and depressed. However, with time you learn to hide your feelings. Some people do that very easily and do it very well. Mrigya was one of those. Barely five feet she had learned the airs rich women would give all the time, but for the fact that she wasn't rich. But, she knew how to hide her feelings because that had to be done, if you had to live. Life itself acts bitchy at times, and to live well, you got to learn the tricks of the trade, confessed she, in her mind, poring over her computer screen. Yes, she needed money and that was the reason she was working like everyone else around. But, you lose that thing called prestige, if you admit to the fact, that you need money. You have to pretend that you're working just to keep yourself busy and that's what she did. She knew that women indulged in gossip behind her back. Shristi chipped in, Isn't gossip good for health? After all, we did a story on it. Yeah! agreed Paloma, giving those furtive glances. Paloma never looked straight, because in her heart she felt that she wasn't smart enough. That's a different story altogether that she was not smart, she was too smart to scare her competitors. But, who would make her believe this? She never felt it was right to assert and was always look out on an opportunity to satiate others.