You can never judge a book by its cover, hence similarly, you cannot judge a person by what the person shows he or she is .
Whenever i am sad i dont know why i write, sometimes when im angry i cry myself out of my sadness, but today i dont, maybe its because i am listening to Pagal Anukan by Shreya, maybe, or maybe i am happy i am sad.
Sometimes its nice to win by losing , a nice way to realise my life is not over.
Or just to tell myself nobody in this world can be trusted, nobody, anyone can hurt you, unknowingly, to the extent you have to cover up your sadness by saying you are sick.
Its a sad story whenever you think how much you could have if one ,only one person would understand you so much, you could give up everything for that person… someone who would realise your mood swings , your sadness, realises when you need a shoulder to cry on, or when you need a cup of tea, will give you attention when you need it, listen to you, be honest with you . Somebody who would immensely have pure affection and understanding for you ,and will be understanding and take care not to hurt you. I know its too much to ask but after all that’s happening in my life, i would rather stay alone all my life. Than wish for such a person and end up with disappointment my whole life .
Today Abha is in a fix, that Gruv has actually hurt her, i wish i could kill him for hurting her, Abha loves Gruv, but he only trusts his sister Uda, i wish everything gets ok with her, she is a nice person, and has gone through so much already in life, i hoped Gruv would have brought hapiness in Abha ‘s life but it turns out he is not what he seemed to be. Mr. and Mrs. Singh are devastated , arranged marriages suck!! , i wish i never get married, if marriage is like this i would rather grow trees.
My whole life i have wished nothing like this happened
Today it’s happened
The bird has left its cosy nest
In a new world
In a new life
I have realised so much
In such little time
This fluttering birdy in my ribcage
Has flown away
In a land of stillness
For unmeasurable melancholy of a zillion years
An intimate ecstatic distress
A zillion years i will wait but in an instant
My saltwaters drip uncontrollably as i think about my little birdie.
Myself i wish my life becomes better but now i am a new person.
Yes i have flaws, but i have some good as well.
Plus que ma proprie vie, i will love the one person who will be my guide, and ultimate friend. If he exists .
My whole life i never stayed the same but today i promise i will become the best i can, and with help i will become a new person and give myself me.