It's 23:00 hrs now and I am sitting on my bed taking a look at my surroundings. I can see my study table piled up with stack of books, medicines round the corner, a things to do list, my stereo system and right in front of me, my small shelf containing innumerable things beyond its capacity which haven't been dusted for long; my maid refuses to do so ! Up on the ceiling, fan rotating at full speed and windows open allowing fresh air to blow the curtains. This is what I call a perfect moment to blog something with thousands and thousands of things running into my mind. I am lonely, perhaps alone. I want to speak out my heart, I want somebody to listen to me while I speak, to read my mind while I am knitting my thoughts together.
I had a chat with my friend who is far from India, the only person who can understand me the way I want people to. It was a nice piece of conversation that we shared. He hates the place he lives in and keeps complaining about it. I can understand it, coz he is far from his family and alone like me. We think alike and so we don't mind cribbing. It is sometimes good to crib :P and then the moment becomes light. I was just discussing with him a few things about the kind of people we come across and the kind of notion that they build about us. I tell you, these social networking sites are indeed very misleading at times. The way you project yourself there ain't real for most of the people. However, based on what you post there can be interpreted in different ways. You better watch out what you write on these sites !! My friend then asked me as to why I suddenly started talking about all this. I wasn't sure of my answer. I said to him "People take me for somebody I am not" He was surprised as he wasn't aware that I would be so serious about it. And then I kept on speaking and he kept on listening. I didn't even bother to ask him 'are you getting bored?' I knew he wasn't.
Until college, I wasn't so bothered to figure about what people thought of me. I always thought I was the best in every way. I considered myself as an outgoing, extrovert, audacious girl and yet simple and elegant. Today things have taken another course. It matters to me how I am being interpreted and how I am being judged. Why such a difference?. I still stand confident and best in every way, in fact a few more adjectives added to the list, a more versatile figure and much more mature than I had been a few years ago. "Then what is it that has changed? ", he asked. I simply replied, in the former years, what I thought about myself and what people thought about me was alike and they agreed to it. But now, there is a huge difference between what I think and what people think of me. Now I am rather interpreted as a bold, chilled out girl who likes partying around with a carefree nature. And suddenly my friend interrupted and said, "You are not like this, I know you inside out" and I simply entered a ":)" smiley. I need to break this image of mine coz its creating problems. There is simpler side of me which remains hidden in this flashy world of chilled out attitude. I am mistaken for something which I am not or in other words, people like this chilled out part of me, but I want to be pampered. I need something else. I need some concern. I need to go slow. All I need is to hold myself back !!! My friend completely understood what I meant by each and every word. He tried to console me. Altleast I was happy to know that there still exists some people who really care to know what lies beneath and are ready to accept me the way I am. Thanks to my dear friend. Wish there could be more !!!
I had a chat with my friend who is far from India, the only person who can understand me the way I want people to. It was a nice piece of conversation that we shared. He hates the place he lives in and keeps complaining about it. I can understand it, coz he is far from his family and alone like me. We think alike and so we don't mind cribbing. It is sometimes good to crib :P and then the moment becomes light. I was just discussing with him a few things about the kind of people we come across and the kind of notion that they build about us. I tell you, these social networking sites are indeed very misleading at times. The way you project yourself there ain't real for most of the people. However, based on what you post there can be interpreted in different ways. You better watch out what you write on these sites !! My friend then asked me as to why I suddenly started talking about all this. I wasn't sure of my answer. I said to him "People take me for somebody I am not" He was surprised as he wasn't aware that I would be so serious about it. And then I kept on speaking and he kept on listening. I didn't even bother to ask him 'are you getting bored?' I knew he wasn't.
Until college, I wasn't so bothered to figure about what people thought of me. I always thought I was the best in every way. I considered myself as an outgoing, extrovert, audacious girl and yet simple and elegant. Today things have taken another course. It matters to me how I am being interpreted and how I am being judged. Why such a difference?. I still stand confident and best in every way, in fact a few more adjectives added to the list, a more versatile figure and much more mature than I had been a few years ago. "Then what is it that has changed? ", he asked. I simply replied, in the former years, what I thought about myself and what people thought about me was alike and they agreed to it. But now, there is a huge difference between what I think and what people think of me. Now I am rather interpreted as a bold, chilled out girl who likes partying around with a carefree nature. And suddenly my friend interrupted and said, "You are not like this, I know you inside out" and I simply entered a ":)" smiley. I need to break this image of mine coz its creating problems. There is simpler side of me which remains hidden in this flashy world of chilled out attitude. I am mistaken for something which I am not or in other words, people like this chilled out part of me, but I want to be pampered. I need something else. I need some concern. I need to go slow. All I need is to hold myself back !!! My friend completely understood what I meant by each and every word. He tried to console me. Altleast I was happy to know that there still exists some people who really care to know what lies beneath and are ready to accept me the way I am. Thanks to my dear friend. Wish there could be more !!!
