Your crumpled countenance hurt my eye. It pierced me like rays of broken glass. Instinctively I lifted my hand to shield my eyes from your surly gaze. It was a pleasant saturday morning a pleasurable time to walk my dog. What great misfortune running into you just coming out the gate. A smile forming on my lips halted by a sour face. Why was your nose crinkled in such a way? I know it’s not me, I don’t roam around without taking a shower first! Perhaps you don’t like my dog? He is the most adorable of all canine! (for me at least) Did your day started so bad you want to spread the gloom all around? Is your life so miserable the sparkling sunshine on top of trees you cannot appreciate? Or is it my chinky eyes you do not like? ? If the situation is reversed and you are the one visiting in my country I would be inviting you over for tea! Or coffee. Whichever you like. I know you were thinking I’m from Northeast, if that is so wouldn’t that make me an Indian too? Did assaulting me with your scowling face elevated your status over me? What does it matter where I’m from. I am doing no harm to you. Just another soul making the best of everyday. Next time we meet I have one request. I will not ask you to smile at me but please just don’t injure me with the fierceness of your condescending stare.