My shadow


The day came to an end and my work too! The set of this day's responsibility ended with worry of next day's work. Every night when I lay down I wonder how much I have changed in these three years. There were days when I enjoyed doing everything but now everything feels like a burden. The relationship which was everything for me is now just a name sake ship which keeps sailing without any destination.
Sometimes I laugh at myself for being so stupid and naive. I thought ,
if you give love you'll receive love. 
If you give respect ,you'll recieve respect.
If you do good, you'll be treated good.
But none of these is true. You will always be taken for granted. In fact no one wants to even acknowledge that you are a human being too who not only needs food, water and shelter but also love , respect and care.

Why didn't I live for myself? I always keep thinking about it. Maybe because I was so busy finding my happiness in others who never deserved my love. If I had worked on myself for at least a second everyday I would have being happier. That's what I feel! Maybe its just an illusion!  

We woman are foolish, we live half of our lives dreaming about a perfect life and the remaining half we spend in making our lives perfect. At the end we realise that these dreams were nothing but fake. They were our teenage hormones playing mind games! By the time we realise it we would be already fallen into the pit!

My eyes started getting heavy by all the day's exhaustion and over thinking . I slept for like a 5 hours and when the rays of the sun hit my eyes, it gave me a reality check. I saw my shadow on the blank wall, and for the first time I felt like I am not alone in this phase of life! I have someone to hear my cries, my pleas and my sorrows. I have someone to laugh at my stupidity and innocence. I have someone to pat my back and hold me up. I have myself and maybe that's enough for me to fight against this world. My dreams might be dead but my hopes are still alive. I smiled at my shadow and for the first time in these years I felt like it smiled at me! 


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