story one

I always feel lonely.. even if I'm surrounded by my family.. friends .. and all people I know. I rarely feel their presence! I'm introvert I like staying in my room listening to music, reading a book, or writing about my life and my current feelings and so on. I often write about my sadness. I feel like papers can understand me more than any other human. 

No one can deny that I like to meet people outside. laughing with them... making new relations. but once I m home I lock myself inside my room, in other word my own world, where I find My real ME.

I think my loneliness does not hurt or affect any one.. it does not hurt me either. but people around keep judging and complaining about me being isolated. I just can not understand why they keep disturbing me with their silly comment when I start talking about how much I like being with myself. how much I adore the Ideas I reach and I think about when Im alone. 

people are curious I know.. in fact we all are by nature. but we should cut off when it comes to a personal choice.I am not mad about all I am facing because  I think life is such a beautiful present, that we must appreciate.  My name is Meer this is me, this is how I want to be.