Hello from the other side

You never know who is sitting on the other end of the chat room.

You never know what all that person has hidden in his heart which he wants to tell somebody but chose not to reveal.

You never know if the person is saying truth or not or is just making up the facts.

You never know….

Well I think I sympathize this part of life very well.

When i talk to people I always try to know in which environment does reader resides in.

I always try to put myself in their shoes and talk.

And the only reason why I do this stuff is that it makes reader somewhat happy because this is what he/she is looking for.

To clarify, people like me do exist but they are all sorted in their life and wish to remain in their own world of make belief.

I never intended to tease/ torchure someone mentally or making uncomfortable situations with them or hurting their feelings in any way.

But i wonder why people not think the same way.

Well I guess you think I am being a bit narcissist or depicting myself in good light.

But I really want to say this : I many a times get hurt by the messages/reply or any uncanny chatting behaviours.

I get sometime so infuriated that one more little thing said to me & I’ll blow off like a ballon.

But I made a instinct in my mind that whenever I come across such situation I would remind myself onething :

You never know if the person is saying truth or not or is just making up the facts or what all is running inside his head behind an emoji.

Nevermind

Just to be clear, I am writing this whole stuff in order to make my mind satisfied and not think over this again n again.

PEACE

Shhhh don’t tell anybody

It’s so funny how people never get what they want in their lives and complaing whole the time that we want this we don’t what that.

But I guess it’s the nature of being to never satisfy and make lives better no matter how.

And I am too never the part of “out-of-league”.

I too have my own desires to fulfill things and accomplish what I really want.

Let me be honest, I have got a book called “Gift of life” given by my friends.

I never actually wanted that book to be red by me, but you peer pressure, social convention, society-force, etc. made me to open it.

I opened it actually and I am reading the book for past 3 6 months.

Why I don’t know but I am reading it comprehending it what does this book actually want from me.

But when I look back on the whole thing of pursuing me, I felt bad that no one ever asked me what I wanted.

Forget anyone, even I didn’t ask myself what I really wanted.

But you know after pondering for a long time I came to know that I have this underlying lurking wish to get other book :

Eye of beauty.

Whenever I think about it, my mind stops working and continues to be in state of nirvana.

I know I may never achieved the stature to read the new book or to do what I wanted, but I have this epiphany that someday everything’s gonna be fine.

Someday or other I would be free.

Someday or other I would have my choice.