Writing Styles

Satire - Reflections in the Mirror

In the bustling city of New Delhi, where the honking of cars and the chatter of people created a cacophony of urban life, two teenagers named Vihan found themselves on unexpected paths. Vihan Singh, with his sophisticated air and air of indifference, came from a wealthy family where his parents didn't pay much attention to him. He was the king of the high school, known for his bullying ways and his trademark sneer that made even the toughest kids quiver in fear.

On the other hand, Vihan Bakshi, rough around the edges and hardened by life. His dad was a strict man who always criticized him for not doing things perfectly. "You call that sweeping? I've seen cats do a better job!" he would say, leaving Vihan feeling inadequate and unappreciated, and he was hard time and wanted to drop from high school.

As fate would have it, one fine day, these two Vihans crossed paths. They stared at each other in disbelief, wondering if they were long-lost twins separated at birth, but they thought about it is something else. They paused in disbelief, staring at each other, and for a moment, it felt like looking into a mirror that showed a different reality. The resemblance was uncanny-they were each other's double in every sense, except genetics had played a quirky hand this time.

Vihan Singh raised an eyebrow, his trademark sneer firmly in place. "Well, well, well. If it isn't my very own fan. What are you doing here, imitating me?"

Vihan Bakshi chuckled, a rough and gravelly sound. "I could ask you the same question. I didn't know they made robots these days."

And so, an unlikely friendship was born between the two Vihans. As they got to know each other's stories, they realized that they were more similar than they had initially thought. Both were struggling in their own ways, seeking solace and understanding in a world that seemed too harsh at times.

Vihan Singh shared how his parents were always busy with work, leaving him to his own devices most of the time. He admitted that his bullying ways were a cry for attention, a desperate attempt to feel noticed and valued.

Vihan Bakshi, on the other hand, talked about his tough home life and how his dad's constant criticism had made him build walls around his heat.

From that day on, Vihan Singh and Vihan Bakshi became inseparable. Vihan Singh found himself opening up to Vihan Bakshi about his insecurities and fears, while Vihan Bakshi shared his dreams and aspirations. They supported each other through thick and thin, offering a listening ear or a shoulder to lean on when needed.

As time passed, Vihan Singh's bullying ways began to change. He started using his influence for good, standing up for those who couldn't stand up for themselves. Vihan Bakshi, on the other hand, learned to let go of his need for perfection and have dreams in his own instead been manipulated by his father.

Their friendship blossomed into something beautiful, a bond that transcended their differences and united them in a shared journey of self-discovery and growth. They became each other's family, supporting and encouraging one another through life's ups and downs.

In the end, Vihan Singh and Vihan Bakshi realized that they were more than just two teenagers with the same name. They were kindred spirits who had found a family in each other. And as they looked out at the bustling city, where the honking of cars and the chatter of people created a never-ending symphony, they knew that no matter what life threw at them, they would always have each other.