Sometimes life gives us many gifts
And I smile with no reasons.
Sometimes the much adored things of life lose their meaning.
And I feel how stupid I was.
Sometimes I act completely responsible.
And like a super hero I save the day.
Sometimes I lose control and screw up things.
And start wishing that a genie from Aladdin come and do some magic.
Sometimes an unexpected huge tide tries to shatter me.
And surprisingly I overcome it and stand there tall.
Wow!!! Me.
Sometimes I suppress my raised voice with uncertainty.
Then I make things happen when I realize an honest voice is much louder than a crowd.
There are days when I am completely addicted to a silly video game.
And I blew all my grades.
Sometimes I feel untalented just because I am not like all the other silly girls.
I am the only girl on this planet who doesn’t know the art of matching accessories, enjoy shopping, all the nakhra and nazakat. I hate attending parties and pink.
And I have the unconventional fascination towards cars.
Sometimes I am very skeptical about people.
And never let anyone into the territory of my heart even when I need a friend to share.
Sometimes I simply get carried away even for a silly innocent smile.
Sometimes I win in making the most precious friends.
Sometimes I sit in the corridor with my gang commenting every guy on the road.
I even whistle at strangers and hide myself so that my innocent friend standing beside me is booked.
Yes I am that naughty.
Sometimes I become the center stage attraction and hypnotize the audience in a state level event.And sometimes I babble nonsense in my nervousness to face a silly college level competition, make the audience sleep. I disappear for a week from college trying to avoid all the silly comments.
Yeah it happens.
Sometimes I waste the entire semester by bunking classes, sleeping, chatting. My friends and lectures pray for me, in pity, just to clear all my exams. Though I start reading just before the exam, still top all of them.
Sometimes I oppose everyone, I oppose when I am forced to do what I don’t want.
Get used to it so much that I even misunderstand and hurt a friend.
There are times I lied to my papa and stay home just to watch my favorite serial “shaktimaan”
Sometimes I tolerate the external noise to avoid the painful screams of my wounded soul.
I simply start crying with no reason.
I scream “why me God”
Sometimes I am punctual, strict, disciplined. But that just lasts for some time.
Sometimes I vow to skip my bad habits.
I can’t hold my tongue .I speak a lot, make correct bold statements. But I always end up saying them in the wrong situation and wrong time. I commit a social-suicide and lose all my friends.
Sometimes I find the entire world abnormal.
At times even a single breeze can shatter me.
Then I realize it’s not the fault of breeze. I let it happen to me, in my innocence.
Weird. Unconventional, Uncommon. But still me. It’s my life. I LIVE IT ON MY OWN TERMS.
U can do any number of mistakes. You have the right to be stupid. You can be innocent. You can be whatever you want. It’s not a crime .the real crime is when you fail to learn from them. The much bigger crime is if you fail to realize that you are responsible for everything you do. And the biggest crime is that if you drag someone else in to your madness of fun.
