Chapter 3

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Alright so, my marks have been depleting in math and science a lot. Ad these two are the only subjects I am good at. So, I was watching a TXT MV of Lo$er=LoVer, after getting a polite yet hurtful lecture from my parents. Then my dad came in the TV room and sat down while looking at what I was watching. 

All was going well until he said- You need to leave them, stop watching them. If you want to achieve success in your life you will have to stop all this. Obsessing over  those Koreans won't help you in life. Watch and listen to Bollywood songs but not them.

I didn't reply. Instead, I switched off whatever I was watching and came back in my room to study. And here I am writing this... 

It hurts, for no reason it hurts. And me being hella sensitive doesn't help at all. I didn't get it. He means people who didn't know I existed were there to help when he and my mom wasn't are useless and won't help me in life. WOW! JUST WOW! 

It's too selfish for me to always think about me anyways, never keeping myself a priority is a different part. 

I just wish for once, someone in this world who knows me, and who knows what i have suffered through would accept me, the way I am  and wouldn't ask me to be the way he/she wants me to be. Not making me in their ideal ways, not wanting to have any change in me, and also not asking me for something I am not comfortable in sharing. 

Well, these friends are hard to find, aren't they? Of course...

Anyways, before I start crying out loud, its better to stop it right here. 

Feeling much better though. 

I AM LITERALLY SHARING MY FEELINGS WITH PEOPLE I DON'T KNOW WHEN I DONT SHARE ANYTHING WITH MY BEST FRIEND TOO! BRUH! 

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