And if this doesn't happen we accuse them of being too independent...
Wednesday, August 8, 2012
Being independent is a sin...
And if this doesn't happen we accuse them of being too independent...
Tuesday, October 18, 2011
But I am not perfect...

I thought I would ask someone the solution of my problem… Explain them what I am going through and they will tell me what to do … It wasn’t that easy. Everyone was able to relate to me and my issues but no one had a tailor-made solution for me, not even Google… (Yes, I Googled it :P)
I don’t know whether everyone goes through the same feelings that I go through… I think they do… But all of them are so busy pretending and boasting about their perfect lives… they have perfect relationships, perfect careers, so much money etc…
But I am not perfect… I have messed up badly in my life more than 60% of time. I have not obeyed my parents … I was in an unhealthy relationship… I also thought about cheating…I was a selfish friend… and on few occasions a very bad sister… and on many occasions a insensitive daughter…
Yes, I am full of sins or at least thought seriously about many … And in this whole wide world I am having hard time finding someone who can tell me that even he made a mistake .. That even she messed it up … that even he was confused … and above all that she went through exactly same feelings that I am going through… If only we could share more and pretend less.. .We can find out solutions and ideas to solve our problems like someone else did…
Tell me that you are as normal as I am!!!Please tell me… I am getting all lonely out here in the imperfect corner…
Sunday, July 17, 2011
In search of randomness...

We live two lives
One of our own
And one of others...
They made the rules
And you follow it
Never questioned
Never resisted
Kept smiling
Loving and Understanding
Being and Becoming
What others want you to be…
And time blurs the line
Between us and myself…
Their becomes mine
Mine becomes void…
But sometimes; some things
Bring out that song
Long forgotten…
That colour which faded…
Those people
Separated…
And in these times
You think …. Why?
Why? What? When?
Where is the line
That line between
You and yours,
And how will you ever
Draw it again…
How will you separate?
Responsibilities and happiness…
Commitment and attraction…
Can you? Can you leave that hand?
And walk away,
In search of yourself
Are you confident enough?
Can you? Can you leave?
That so called happiness…
Leave that worldly perfection,
In search of randomness…



