Interpreter of Maladies
Thursday, November 04, 2004
poor me !!tujhse naraaz nahi zindagi hairaan hoon main.....
very strange how a bout of depression makes everything dark around you...thats what grief does for me.....it shrouds everything, even the things that are going terrific for me. I am the kind who cries for even the smallest of things. I am too clumsy at handling joy but grief is something that i have a masters degree in...too much pessimism and too much depression, thats what I am.
My friends would always tell me...that i cry because i dont have new shoes while i fail to look at people who dont even have feet to wear shoes on....i try to look...seriously....but then I somehow feel my sadness is so diproportionately huge that nothing can be compared to it...selfish....!!! very very selfish !!!
I kind of started planning my itinerary...and foremost among the must do things is....that I would improve myself mentally and physically....I would be a good girl now....who wont cry and make a song about petty things !!!
