Path that leads.... SOMEWHERE!

     Ever wondered why things are mysteriously stable in your life sometimes? What happens when you are not able to differentiate between the calmness and the numbness? Things happen for a reason they say. But sometimes the reason is something that you wish wouldn't have been there. The innocent girl, who likes to smile, thinks that the one small thing that makes her smile is missing somewhere, the heart. That someone who used to make her feel special now makes her feel, well, ordinary! Pestering her with some ridiculous questions about her existence in his life. And then when she actually starts thinking about that, the complaints about why things are not normal is the question.

     When things go bizarre, people try and judge you by your commitment issues. But do they know what the people, her or him, go through when they took the decision. No matter how much we say, we always judge the book by its cover. It’s always good to look at the cover closely before you start reading it right! While turning 25, I think I have gained not much, but a little more perspective to what I really want from life. And since the things that I want are not really far fetched, I still don’t know the path leading to them!

Contemplation...

So I thought I was doing the right thing. Atleast I had the satisfaction of taking my own decisions and shape things as I want. But then why the disappointment? Why the regret and why the fear of losing something beautiful that has happened to me. Who was real me now I wasn't sure. The strong confident person who was back then was that just a illusion or the sad, skeptic and uncertain person inside me right now is the victim of the situation? Questions!! My mind was twirling around the same fear over and over again. Was it telling me to overcome my fears? If it was then why is it so that I am still not able to figure somethings out. People say that deciding something for yourself is easy because you know yourself the best. Then why am I different these days. I used to be a girl who knew what she wanted. I used to be a girl with a stong will. I used to love myself for whatever I did. I used to be just ME! Disappearance of your real self is the most embarrasing thing. And the most shamefull moment is when you look in that small mirror somewhere and suddenly realize that this isn't the same person I was in love with. What to do and how to do it is the "question" we all have been dealing with. The same question pesters me day in and day out. How?? When?? What??!!!