The weakest part of my outfit are my shoes. Surely there must be adequate reason behind such claim. I have gradually developed a great phobia about footwear. Nothing seems to suit my feet. I have tried out cheap ones, expensive ones, designer ones, trendy ones, hardy ones, nameless ones - but all meet the same fate and I have to discard these within months. This reminds me of a visit to my opticians, who once told me that my eyebrows are also not at the same level ! It seems that from head to foot, I have problems.........designer problems.
No matter how carefully I walk, my new shoes will develop wide horizontal stretch marks within days of use. These marks gradually widen and I am unable to hide these even with my vigorous shoe polishing (I love to polish shoes and always end up polishing my father's, son's and my wife's shoes and chappals besides my own) activity and that naturally demoralise me. So it is just a matter of time before my new shoe starts resembling an older one.
And if its raining, God help me. All the mud will be at the tip of my shoes, like the one in the picture. I polish my shoes half-heartedly and soon if it rains the shoes go back to their previous state. I feel disgusted and angry. I have observed that no other humans suffer from this peculiar plight. Perhaps they know how to walk...............how to walk in the rain !!
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