Gamut Of Questions....

Sometime questions are our best answers and our best teachers........

A strange thing happened a few days back. Two of my very close friends (closeness not in quality but in quantity yes I meant quantity only, it is not spells mismatch!)
had a very different opinion about who I am!! and a conscious consideration to all the people who know me or have known me or who have acquainted me at different periods in my life made me team up some really funny facts about me!

I am miss prim-n-proper n I am a chill-pill!! I am a typical girl and I am a tom boy! I am a rational n m a dreamer! I am a cold brute and I am an emotional fool! I am dignified n I am rude! I am caring and I am high headed! I am responsible n I am careless! m shy n I am bold !! I am responsible and I am carefree! I am a geek n I am an all-rounder!! and a whole lot took a play it safe path... the path of the word COMPLEX!! And stranger still some who could feel the underlying discontinuities themselves called me moody!! Hehehehe...makes me wonder...is it me or is it me?

So I am a maze...a mass of contradictions....or m I? Look closer man!

We all communicate! We all reflect our true self but how when n with who all differ considerably not always dependent on the person but also on who we are communicating with! Not all of us our alike! Not all of us find it necessary to speak more importantly not all of us can use words!!

We have become insensitive to the feel of the movement of eyes and the voice of silence bold, unmonitored and unabashed!! We can’t decipher the layers that build a persona the intricacies, the twists and the churns!! We are unschooled to the power of the sheer presence, the intonation of the voice unmodulated and uncontrolled !! We have no time to study a person yet we are keen to form opinions! We all r muddled in the world of our own (PG preparation, placement consideration! , family relations !! ) with no time for others but still enough to judge someone else’s trivialities !

Why can we all look at the blatantly visible yet aren't adept enough to look at the frail yet the ultimate sensible? Why is it that we can’t discriminate between the fake and real? Why is it that when we don’t have enough time to indulge ourselves in others (really in others) we think we have the right to frame them into the boundaries which are tentative!!

Think the next time you bolt someone into harsh, unreal locks and if you DONOT have the time to think DONOT JUDGE

Coz if u feel ...
Something is always better than nothing! Don’t forget
half knowledge is a dangerous thing!!

Note:- I am not disconcerted by what people think of me but it gets a triffle irritating and frustrating to realize we have lazily chosen to be blind with are eyes open!!