Well I always do believe...to justify your self is cowardice and people justify themselves, because they fear of their identity ...
Unfortunately I am also a human (probably with webs of sentiments and emotions woven throughout the mind and heart).So ,shamelessly have tried to defend myself of being sentimentally over-reactive in this blog.
Its not too long back.We had mishra family living in our neighbour.I was just 12 year old ,when heard of jubilation in their home.Mrs mishra got blessed with a son.Being a kid I always enjoyed being there at their home and play with their son.Mrs mishra also enjoyed her son being loved by all of us.The kid was smart , learnt faster and used to recognise every one in the neighbour hood soon.Although,Mrs mishra boasted this fact but strangely I saw her getting stirred,when the kid preferred other's lap over her lap.She was one of the most gracious lady I had ever seen,but I never understood the sentimental enigma.Rather my friends told me that I am immature to understand this.
I don't know whether I matured or not,But sadly I get disturbed similar for reasons many a times.To expect back for what you have done or what you feel about someone is not over reaction
Well ....you never would like your most beloved gifts to be touch by others,and even if you feel your hand might make it dirty,you would avoid touching it.Few relations are probably like those gifts only.To expect your gifts to reciprocate your feelings is kiddish..but sadly I am yet a kid...
Being convicted of vomiting my sentiments many times and that too with dramatic effect.It appalls me often.You ask people to be genuine ,natural and honest.But still are displeased to see the truth in him.Probably its the unreal flashy aspects which allures us more....
Probably I am very confused,possessive,emotional expect more bla bla bla...but this is what I am..yet fighting my self for someone..these abrupt ooze of feelings are just dirtiest part of my life..I have always tried to be honest at my relation and pursued what ever have liked anytime...but the immature and emotional ME have once again forced me to pen down these craps :( ...
