I always wonder about the people who write blogs. The blogs that i have usually read till now are written by few of people that i know, all of whom have a strong command over the language and a flair to use the biggest possible words in one line. Phew , it soo happens that i end up looking in webdictionary simultaneously and thereby improving my vocab as well.. This chararcteristic usage of big long words in one line is called as " Sesquipedalian ".. This had induced a fear in me somewhere as to not write publicly or show it to these intellectual sesquipedalian's who would judge my write up as too raw and lacking that strength of big words. Guess what, I m over that fear. Who cares as long as i can express in a way wherin the other person gets the gist of it and the message is communicated.
Five months or more has passed since my last entry and now when i look back, I actually feel what had i been doing all this while. Some 180 days plus have passed and still i am trying my best to figure out this mysterious "LIFE". A very dear friend recently mentioned to me that I dont allow my identity to be separate from the man in my life, my world always just revolves around him. And this came across to me as , REALLY?? I always thought of myself as a strong woman who has her own opinions and who has her own identity. But once mentioned i started thinking about it. When is it that i stop being myself and merge into becoming this little gurl for whom the only importatnt thing in the world is to be with her man and get his approval for everything. I think 80 out of 100 times i had been like this, to the world a very strong and opinionated gurl but to the man, a gurl completely in love and oblivious to the world outside.
I fail to undertsand whether is it right or wrong to be that way . Where to draw a line from being a gullible gurl deeply in love with a strong feeling of doing anything to safeguard her love intrest to a strong , aggressive gurl who would take a stand for the wrong done to her by her man ?? I have been juggling all my life to strike this balance n more often than not the strong gurl takes a stand to end up the turmoil but the innocent gullible one takes over from there. There's always a looking back even when everything is terminated. Why later then ?
I seek a life of smiles,
would go for it till miles,
All i need is ur hand
to go through the sands.
I kept a hope alive
despite all the odds
I kept waiting all this while
All i got was aloofness
I seek a life of smiles,
Am ready to walk miles..
Oh well , this was just one of those sad moments in 24 hour day . At the end of the blog, m all pepped up for the bright light that i see at the end of the tunnel .
Smiles :))
Five months or more has passed since my last entry and now when i look back, I actually feel what had i been doing all this while. Some 180 days plus have passed and still i am trying my best to figure out this mysterious "LIFE". A very dear friend recently mentioned to me that I dont allow my identity to be separate from the man in my life, my world always just revolves around him. And this came across to me as , REALLY?? I always thought of myself as a strong woman who has her own opinions and who has her own identity. But once mentioned i started thinking about it. When is it that i stop being myself and merge into becoming this little gurl for whom the only importatnt thing in the world is to be with her man and get his approval for everything. I think 80 out of 100 times i had been like this, to the world a very strong and opinionated gurl but to the man, a gurl completely in love and oblivious to the world outside.
I fail to undertsand whether is it right or wrong to be that way . Where to draw a line from being a gullible gurl deeply in love with a strong feeling of doing anything to safeguard her love intrest to a strong , aggressive gurl who would take a stand for the wrong done to her by her man ?? I have been juggling all my life to strike this balance n more often than not the strong gurl takes a stand to end up the turmoil but the innocent gullible one takes over from there. There's always a looking back even when everything is terminated. Why later then ?
I seek a life of smiles,
would go for it till miles,
All i need is ur hand
to go through the sands.
I kept a hope alive
despite all the odds
I kept waiting all this while
All i got was aloofness
I seek a life of smiles,
Am ready to walk miles..
Oh well , this was just one of those sad moments in 24 hour day . At the end of the blog, m all pepped up for the bright light that i see at the end of the tunnel .
