Expressions...
Sunday, October 7, 2012 11:01:53 AM
When I was in school, I get compared with others. But I never liked to be compared. I wanted to different, wanted to be unique. I never liked being just another guy and never liked becoming just like any other guy. My parents had their own dream for me, but after all that I have gone through in my childhood; I was so ready to dream one for myself. I was 16 and that’s when I started being on my own, even if it meant being alone. I bought my first Walkman, with my savings. And when people’s words don’t mean anything, music was everything to me. I was never that expressive, but then was the time I wanted to be so. And I started expressing, though I didn’t have any idea what I was doing. Those few years passed by nicely. There was a storm in the middle that it seemed like I might drop out. But that one long week passed by and the sky became clear. The year that followed was one of the best times I had so far. It just felt like I had everything and it all seemed to have fallen in right place. Then it all started to tumble. Too much misunderstanding and ego totally flipped everything in my life. I became silent, only physically and not in heart.
“Sometimes… it’s not the song that makes you emotional, but the people and things that come to your mind when you listen it”
I wanted a new start and was preparing for that, at all cost. Yes, it really cost me a lot out of my life. I have stopped laughing much, but my smile got better. I have stopped speaking much, but my silence got a new meaning. I have stopped shedding tears and I just became stronger. Then, I had enough time to observe, learn, think and change. I read every possible topic that I came across just to know how much there is in this universe that I missed so far. This made me realize that I was giving too much of me to hold on to this this small box. I changed quite a lot, in other words grew up. And still going strong…
“You will never know how strong you are, until being strong is the only choice you have”
I started seeing things in their simplest form. My thoughts and actions became simple, I became cooler and life just got better. Many just see a part of me and they believe that’s all is me. They don’t know who I was and who I could be and yet never hesitate to judge me. What I can do and what I want to be are sometimes too different things. Many tend to confuse between these two things. Only people who know me now are the ones who dared to break my silence.
“Sometimes, the whole is greater than the sum of parts…”
Being expressive is actually good and truthful. But not many people like it when I say to their face that they are doing wrong and that I don’t like it. That’s the same I expect from others, to tell me straight to face when I do something wrong and not gossip at the back. But the problem is, both these are difficult for many people. If someone would ask me, if I dare to be expressive again, my answer would be a definite yes. And this time, it’s only going to be about the right people who are around me and with me…
“People think being alone makes you lonely, but I don’t think that’s true. Being surrounded by wrong people is the loneliest thing in the world”




















