Let me ask myself …

Let me ask myself …

It was a similar day like other days for her, evening time 6:00 pm and she was sitting near the lake in the ‘tulip park’. Everything was similar, birds chirping, the sunset, children playing and the awesome light breeze. One could easily figure out that the difference was only in the mood of Raavi.

       Introducing herself , Raavi is not like usual female protagonists. She is not a cool, very beautiful, overall talented and a wanted girl but she is the heroine of her life. She is simple , moody and a sharp featured girl having so many defects in her overall personality but still an optimistic person who wants to progress in her life and remain happy. 

      For some days, she was a bit upset. It was because of her breakup with her boyfriend . She used to love him a lot and may be she still loves him that was why she was upset because her relationship never came up to her expectations . He ditched her and said that she was over possessive, too much caring and a disaster. Summarizing, her broken heart made her the girl she never wanted to be . In the beginning , she thought that he was right but after some time her emotions for him turned into anger and her heart was like being covered up with a hard layer , still frustration never left her and that was the reason for her failure in making people happy. 

       For some days, her behavior in her family was not acceptable . She used to talk loud and with an unusual pitch. She became hard and heartless, even she felt it. 

     That day something happened which tore her apart and it was off to every limits of her. That day, she had a frustrated conversation with her ex-boyfriend and she forgot that she kept a very hot utensil with other ones. Her mother , when touched it, got burned because of her carelessness and when she asked her about that utensil she was like – Why mother??? You must check it out before touching …it’s not my fault .  Her voice was annoyingly loud. After that conversation , she left her home and went to the park.

         Sitting there, she was in her deep thinking process. She was regretting hard for what she did to her mother just because of her ex-bf who never cared. Her conversation with herself was like – “How could I be like that ?? How can I hurt my loved ones?? Am I forgetting everything I learned about love?? I remember the day when I fell in love with him, I used to love everything and every person around me. I was happy. But I can’t let anyone control the love of my heart. I’ve mistaken myself in understanding love. Love is not about loving a boy or a girl. It’s all about making others happy, the people who love you , and not expecting the things in return. 

     If someone from any place can’t love me, it’s not his or her fault because everyone is different but for him I can’t stop loving everybody because there are people who love me, who are raising me, who are expecting me to love them and I can’t fail them. There are innocent children , the beutiful nature, our achievements, our life, our parents, the people who love us. When we have all this , then how can we stop loving??

    Whatever I did today or anyday , as a matter of fact, makes me what I am and I don’t want to be a narrow-minded , heartless girl. Love is everywhere but we just have to interpret it and never let it go. “

        With these thoughts, she smiled at the children playing there, at the flow of the lake and the beautiful night sky. She rose up and was in a hurry as there was a mother who was waiting for her. 😊😊

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