Them, and You.

Deprivation causes crime. Deprivation causes havoc. It causes disasters within you, and without you. How do you live with the demons inside your miserable mind? How do you fight your battles when the whole world seems against you? Your thoughts pull at you, grasp you with humiliation. Your thoughts, they never abandon you. You think you’re unsolicited, unwanted. You’re dejected and flawed. Oh honey, you’re not flawed. The society is. All they want is to make you pretend you’re one of them. They don't even care whether your heart belongs with them or not.  Because all of them, they’re pretending too.

They don’t care if you have big dreams. What are dreams anyway? Fragments of unreal cessation of reality. Who needs that when you've got  a game plan set in stone by the people who don’t know you. And I say that with absolute mock criticism. *winks with finger guns*

And that lot over there with their judgemental ideas and their cunning, disapproving looks, allow me to tell you how they feel as I type these very words. "Oh look at her with her outrageous and her criminal actions to set us astray from the ideals of our ancestors." Add in a haw-haye in there too if you may.

I feel sad and disappointed. What we, collectively as a society, have become is not something I would want to appreciate. The stimulus for this sort of behaviour being a number of things from the crappy Indian television shows to the misinterpretation of our own values through the generations.

We have become a bunch of haves and have-nots. And don't you think we are capable of something more than just that?

And they wish to deprive of your desires, not because they’re wrong but because they've been deprived of their own by people who are just like them. If only you knew how beautiful the inside of your mind is, how uncontaminated your heart is. You’d see then that the world is a better place because you’re here.

John Green — “You say you're not special because the world doesn't know about you, but that's an insult to me. I know about you.”

Someone More Than A Friend

You know what? Anyone can clearly tell that you like her, because you've been saying some things that just state the fact so. Not that you said "the words" but it really is all that clear, even to her. But is she ready now? Will she be ready, ever? Things have been tough on her lately, and you appeal to her more than anything right now. But she has gone through so much that she is literally scared to trust anyone at this point. Because everyone who said that they'll never break her heart, did. And it gets harder with every passing day. I'm not going to overstate about everything and how it all has been so hard on her. Things haven't been too easier for you either. But somehow you seem to have been moved on from all that in the past. So has she, or does she just comes off that way?

"I will never let you down." Well she has heard that one before. She was made to believe she was perfect, now every piece of her denies the definition of "perfect". You blame yourself, but its not your fault. You weren't even there when it all happened so stop blaming yourself that some part of you might have did wrong to her.  Such simple things can turn into major complications before you know it. A simple friends changes to someone more than just a friend. You learn to overlook the feeling, but it never really goes away. She's someone more than a friend to you, but you're just a friend to her. It never really turns out the way you hoped for it to. There's not enough reasons. There's only enough of a person that you can destroy until they're indignant and enough agonized not to feel anything else, not even pain.

I hope you find your way. And I hope she finds her way too, or will she?

Stay strong, be inspired!

I see you. I see you fighting against it all. I can't even imagine how hard it must be, how hard it could be for you to deal through it all, every single day for the last few years. You don't know that I know, but I hope you realize that you have something special about you. Something so amazing that simple words can not describe it, not the words that I know of. You're still so young, and you were even younger when all this started and I still can't imagine how you've been making it through. I couldn't even imagine to put myself in your shoes and be half as strong as you are, or be as hopeful as you are. You've got this thing in you, that just shines through you. Light the world as you go along, because you could inspire the ones around you. Because you can teach them to be strong. Because they can turn their lives around by looking up to you. Because you've inspired me, because you've taught me to be stronger than I ever could be, and do by my such tiny, little so-called problems.

You try so hard to keep yourself distracted, and you don't let it show. But I can see you hurting and I pretend along that there's nothing wrong, like you do. Your laugh seems to counterfeited. Its never easy when your life's ripped apart, is it? But you seem to be holding it all together well enough, not that it doesn't hurt. I bet it does, a lot. But you're strong. And you're going to get everything you deserve. Stay hopeful. Stay Strong. Stay yourself. Because there's nothing you could ever be better at than being yourself. You may not know that I know any of this, but I just couldn't imagine being you, I just couldn't imagine being strong enough.

Don’t you give up hope, its all that I pray for.