A girl with deeps thoughts and a different existence makes me unique. When the world is busy figuring out the real motive of their living, I prefer distancing myself from the crowd. I share the same planet, the same universe, the binomial nomenclature, yet my clan is different.
My nights are covered with more darkness and silence, where the moon shines to bring down a chilling sensation. The stars are dull to guide my imagination but they shine to accompany my sleepless eyes. The blowing breeze that soothes your soul, adds noise to my silence, disturbing my fancy.
The entire world relaxes, forgetting all the worries, and my soul awakens me, questioning my existence. The dark hours stab me with their sharp, pricking minutes, yet I feel alive. The solitude nights springs my life, the black sky adds colour to my dreams. The still moments slowly move my life, and the isolation becomes my best acquaintance. Not nocturnal, but yes I am the girl who loves dark silent twilight.
When the dawn breaks, a new me come into existence. The fancy world starts, as the dusk then covers my originality. The real struggle starts with the moment I face the people who surround me, who are the dominating species of this planet. Starting with the family, to friend to all the strangers who cross my path, I pick up the feature they share in common. “From those endless talk to a pleasing slime, and those girly gestures, and finally being one of them”, I adapt everything to survive each day. Not a tough task but yes at the time I miss my clan, being with someone who shares my world, that imaginary world.
A tender soul defines me the best. My mind indulges in weaving new stories, forming questions, framing answers, so the heart I hold works as my conscious memory. I grief more, I lament over small things. I pity hard and yes I overthink. But that’s what I am. The bright shining sun never appeases me. The pretty beam of the sun distracts me every time I face them.
A gang or a big friend circle can never be my source of enjoyment. A soul mate is what I look for. The one who doesn't share my ethics, but value what I am! The best buddy with whom I can share what I am and definitely the one who is not me, but somewhere like me. Peace is what I crave for. The loudness of my thoughts haunts for muteness. A place where I can shout out everything yet can’t be heard, a place where the calmness is so high that it covers every noise, and such a place is my real home.
My desire never ends for a quiet and composed love. I prefer adoration that holds passion, lust yet intense affection. A fairytale is not my dream, but my fantasy is far different from a real love story. No charming gentleman, but a person who is different from what I am, with whom I feel complete.
A girl confused, messy and disordered, but the imperfections are my credentials that make me original. My clan is not yours. The world I am living in, the world that belongs to you, doesn’t suit me well. But yes I have the potential to stand as what I am, “all with jumbled thoughts, a self-possessed individual”. The one who needs human interaction, but enjoys the solitude! My own self-disappoints me but yes I am pleased by what I am!!