though a content writer by profession.. i dont have the writer within me. but. today is different, today my mind says that here is the day when you should try to speak your thoughts out to the world even if there is no audience to your long speeches and no spectators to my tears and laughters.
come lets start..... being a daughter was never so easy for me specially when my both parents were working. my silence dates back to those days when i first started going to school and somewhere my sufferings started from that time. there was nobody to hear what i wanted... only the pressure of what others wanted made me more silent day by day.. though strange enough, my teachers always complained about my talkative nature in class. many years have gone by and there are layers and layers of those blankets that i have put to shield my thoughts from those whom i cared., loved and expected. so,. with these dust clad blankets enter a new blanket in my life... the effort to shield my feelings. frustrations and tears from my daughter before she grows up enough to understand them. though somewhere i felt that today even she understood our fight and my tears and frustrations. trust me, to create this blanket is not easy, specially when you stay in a warm area of love, expectations and friendship. but. because it is absolutely necessary to create this blanket..... i am trying my best!
here i am talking about creating a blanket where the main motto of creating this blog was to start removing them one by one. but i guess this is ok for me initially as to opt for a new beginning you need to start with the old ones. also. the blog is ultimately my space for secret thoughts so i guess it is completely ok to sit and talk more about my feelings about anything i wish to share than to go with the name.
come lets start..... being a daughter was never so easy for me specially when my both parents were working. my silence dates back to those days when i first started going to school and somewhere my sufferings started from that time. there was nobody to hear what i wanted... only the pressure of what others wanted made me more silent day by day.. though strange enough, my teachers always complained about my talkative nature in class. many years have gone by and there are layers and layers of those blankets that i have put to shield my thoughts from those whom i cared., loved and expected. so,. with these dust clad blankets enter a new blanket in my life... the effort to shield my feelings. frustrations and tears from my daughter before she grows up enough to understand them. though somewhere i felt that today even she understood our fight and my tears and frustrations. trust me, to create this blanket is not easy, specially when you stay in a warm area of love, expectations and friendship. but. because it is absolutely necessary to create this blanket..... i am trying my best!
here i am talking about creating a blanket where the main motto of creating this blog was to start removing them one by one. but i guess this is ok for me initially as to opt for a new beginning you need to start with the old ones. also. the blog is ultimately my space for secret thoughts so i guess it is completely ok to sit and talk more about my feelings about anything i wish to share than to go with the name.
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