ME....SIMPLIFIED

Yes u get lost ..amidst the daily humdrum , the usual ,the mundane , the sudden rains , the sudden change in weather . It's everyday  of music , bus rides , train journeys and watching sweaty women fight for rights, fight with their families , fight for their families , abuse , rebuke , reprimand societal stigmas , also for not abiding by them . Everyone seems confused, baffled , provoked at the slightest epiphany of the unknown , the unusual , scared of the vicious circle of fate , the improbable becoming a possibility , the deviation from normal . Fear envelopes your senses to become agitated and rebel . Is being a rebel good? It brings out the dark side , the demon which lurks somewhere awaiting a breakthrough.  It somewhat frees you and that's good right! You become a bad person but you become good for you and self love is the best love because no-one cares actually.It's a facade , a show , it's Darwin's ultimatum working all along both scientifically and philo

She comes basking in all glory and success,having achieved everything in life ,born lucky,forever loved,got what she deserved and even more and there she goes as the alarm goes to snooze mode. Wearing her over-powered spectacles in her budget outfits she drags herself through journeys everyday with constant speculation of her performance,adjusting to whatever she never desired,having occasional altercations and quite rarely a moment to genuinely smile. She struggles , with herself , to make her life worth something,the mundane depresses her yet she survives to make something out of it and when she cannot get things any better,she fantasizes .She has learnt to let go of everything she held dear at one point as she is growing ,she is maturing ,she believes not everything is meant to be ,not every girl deserves to be a princess with a tiara. In the process of gaining her self worth she loses it all sometimes,life takes a toll on her ,luck becomes her nemesis ,all efforts forlorn .She