Chapter 2: Life Rules

 Hi. I am back. The posts are not so connected but yet connected. 

Shallow people never get hurt, people with fixed mindset never get disappointed.

So much pain to hold on, so much to carry on, so much to leave behind but nothing to take away.

Life is a beautifully messed up story with layers and choices. 

I carry the burden of not being harsh on myself yet being called out the lier. I wish people understood me half better after meeting me. Instead of being stuck to one point, why can't other opinions matter a bit. 

So much filled inside but still can't speak out much. I feel too suffocated to carry on, to carry on with this life. I wish life was a easy teacher, a softer one, calmer one. Sometimes, I wish I could throw my hands and legs, and throw tantrums, to shout and cry.

But always remember to stay strong, break down to a point with nothing lower than it, so that when you bounce up, there is nothing stronger than you. You can be your best version.

I might show millions of Red flags but you know everything has a reason, has a version unheard, untold. 

I wish I was always given platform to clear my views, my stands but things turn messy and unbearable for me to hold on. Heart burns and tears are rolling down but can't soothe the burn. 

Life is going messier but never easier. I wish I could be lil more happier, lil more jollier and lil more silent.

Love has always confused me but I love the feeling of love. 

Let's go ahead for a more stable life. More happier life.