Words

Writer's note:   I know I have been a lot lazy and have not updated here in a while.. I'm so sorry!! My college has started and it's been exhausting! I also went through a nervous breakdown. In general.. I took some time off. I wrote a few things but did not have the time to upload them also unstable internet connection :3 . But anyway, I'm up again, with full force and will try my best to be active again. :) Also, I am thinking of having those pen name kind of thing.. any suggestions? Let me know!! I hope you enjoy this article. Read and review :) :)

Life was perfect. Yes. I'm lying. Life is never perfect. No body's life was perfect. But I was happy. Loving mother, caring brother, a group of people one might call friends, I was not excellent at academics, I was average. Again, I was happy. And then it stopped. They did not stop loving or caring.

Writer's note:  I wrote this poem when I was feeling really bad about myself. When I had the desperation of fitting in. And today, I don't want to. I don't want to fit in. I am happy standing out. I'm happy that I am not a part of the factory that make barbie dolls one after the other identical to each other. The poem's raw. But I don't want to improve it.. They say in Hindi "Bhaavnao ko samzo! (Meaning: Understand the feelings behind it)  I hope you like it :-)

Writer's note: "I'm really sorry if I offend anyone through this article. This us merely something that I have been thinking of for a long time and had to get it out of my head. And a few days ago I found out this blog was where I could do it. 

               Staring at your stained face                I never knew a story would end               And now you're the thought at 1 AM               Which I can't erase.

You know? The specie called "True Friends" has become very rare. Once upon a time these creatures existed.