Tuesday, April 11, 2006
this girl
the only child.
the pampered upon, the lavished upon.
not used to not having my way, not having my own life.
not that i am not having my own now,
but which person doesnt want to one day be able to share their life with another person?
sharing a life is not easy.
you need to be a listener sometimes, and a talker at the other times.
what if one happens to be none at any one time?
silent.i dont need to win.but i want to be respected at least.
i may be the bubbly and talkative girl many a times,
but more often than not,
i wish to just keep silent.
not that i dont have anything to say.
not that i am totally not thinking.
it's just all in the process.
and sometimes, i too, can think and say no more.
i still have that attitude in me, i know
it's called personality.
not that i proud of it,
not every personality is perceied positively, i know.
it's been long since anyone really raised their voice at me.
n it's been long since i raised my voice too.
or is it just my perception that it has been long?
what one perceive may not be the reality.
what gives the person that perception then?
all efforts are not wasted.
i see.
i feel and
i think too.
but pisces will be pisces.
we dream too.
and too much.
38 missed calls.
happened that i am born on at 1738hours.
girls grow up to become ladies.
but they are still girls.
this girl is playful, is rebellious
is childish.
dictated by the Queen at 2:02 PM
