I am doing wonderful, is what I tell people when anyone asks me how am I doing. But am I? Honestly I don't know, whether I am well or not. Outer me is trying hard to be happy. You will always see me smiling, laughing, enjoying this so called life, but this inner me knows I am doing shitty. I don't tell this to anyone because then they look at you through a different angle and then they feel sorry for you and honestly I don't want that. I don't want pity, I have never wanted pity but when you tell someone how actually you're doing, they don't wanna hear that. They have so much on their plate that they don't want one more baggage to deal with. From my childhood, I've always been someone who looks upto people and makes idols and follows them. But the more I grew, the more I understood that it's all fake. People use social media to forget their shitty life, their so called routine, they just want an escape from this world. What the hell am I talking about. I was talking about my shitty life. 😂😂 How well we humans mix random thoughts in a conversation which is entirely different from the subject we talk about, maybe because we seriously want an escape, maybe because we don't want to throw the light on our life or maybe we are made like that. But nonetheless, I won't bore you with my boring life. Tell me how are you? I am doing wonderful...
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