Sometimes this loneliness stifles me. No one loves me more than this loneliness. It leaves me alone nowhere. From the morning to the night to my dreams it follows me everywhere. Even while being busy with my work for the entire day this loneliness leaves no space to breathe. Sometimes I want to be alone away from this loneliness but it feels as if loneliness has entangled me with its unbreakable threads. It feels as if these threads are stiffing there grasp day by day. Every passing day this loneliness is taking my identity.
How difficult it still is to say the word vagina publically, for woman in this epoch too. There are innumerable women who haven’t articulated the world in their entire lives. Why is it so that men can proudly flaunt about their penis but while saying or hearing the word vagina everyone gets uncomfortable. Even the worse, a girl even can’t say the word vagina in front of the other girl whether she be her sister, mother or friend. The word vagina is substituted by, there or down there. Every part of female genitalia become down there or there. We never hear the word clitoris being introduced to us by mother or teachers. It takes so many years for a woman to know that such a part exists in her own body. This is really strange. The reason is that it has no other function than to give pleasure. If such organ was there in male body there’s no doubt how much it would have been heard about. The irony is men know more about women’s body than majority of the women do.
Do you think that we have really eradicated all the barriers of inequality??
How fast life changes.
I don’t know what’s happening around. I feel we get trapped somehow unconsciously in the hustle bustle of life and lose ourselves. Do you know who you are? That’s the toughest question to answer. With age we keep on losing hold of our real selves. This is the reason for every stifle, for our unfulfilled expectations, for our unhappiness because somewhere even we don’t know what we are expecting and what we want.
I really want to know how these dreams are forged. They are so creative and totally new. And yes weird too. I think if we start jotting down our dreams we can all be the owner of a creative story book comprising all genres. Sometimes they are just totally bewildering ones.
Yesterday, I dreamt that an aeroplane, oh stop let me first define its shape. It was too thin and too long. Then it’s take off platform was a slide that too 80° angle slide. First 3 aeroplanes crashed but like we have some veto power to mould our dreams so luckily everyone was safe. The fourth one succeeded in taking off and after reaching a great height I don’t know how the platform on which we were standing on the ground watching that aeroplane changed. What we saw now was horrendous, six boys came out of the aeroplane and were sticking to the edge of the plane. Now instead of slide there was a small swimming pool down. They jumped one by one from such a great height but somehow landed in that tiny swimming pool safely. They all landed safely and the aeroplane too was safe. The happy ending..
What was this?? Dreams are too weird.. Do share your weird and funny dreams.
Let’s share the experience of first job. How your experience was? Where you compromised? What changes came in your life?
I have started my first job. The experience is totally different. It’s my third day and the first change I want to talk about is getting up early, this is the most difficult task. Getting up early and then getting ready on time and then reaching on time. I know it’s too much for the morning. The second experience is of giving your whole day to someone. Your day, your commitment job takes a lot from you. The best part is getting the tea. I always used to envy teacher’s tea and now I’m getting one.
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“Somebody on the stage facing life, fighting against the eternal odds, not conquering but perhaps inevitably being conquered”
True for everybody..