It all started on one fateful july sunday. All these thoughts...all the bottled up aggression. I could have stopped, but just didn't want to. It gave me too much of power. Too much of joy. The poor little chick getting strangled under my tiny hands didnt have such a great time though.
Yes. That was the start of my wonderful journey of self discovery. A journey i came to love and hate both at the same time, maybe the latter more.
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To understand it all i should start from the beginning....or atleast the parts i can still remember.
I was born to educated parents. We were kinda well off since i was the only kid and they earned well. The one problem was well..me.
From the time i could remember i used to think too much and too deep. Sometimes it worked well in solving the issues between dad and mom when they used to fight for really dumb reasons like him getting too drunk. And i was like a calm ocean between their raging storms. This did help me in improving my logical thinking skills.
But right from the start i knew that i was different. Different from all the other kids who were carefree and running around and not worried about what the world is or why people are selfish and mean or why you suddenly feel sad for no reason or worried if you're an empty hole which cannot be filled .
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