The Lost Princess's Diary

Lying In Bed

                                      The Lost Princess
26th July, 2010
Monday

Hello. I don't know what to say, but I guess I need to share my opinions with someone or something, at least. So here I am My Dear Diary. I hope you will be loyal to me and listen to me intently. I hope you won't leave me behind.

I am going through typhoid. My classes are suspended for the time being due to Summer vacation and as I have typhoid, I am at bed-rest. I have to admit, it is kind of lonesome here - lying all alone in your room with a saline which is injected at tour hand. It also limits my movements which kind of sucks.

Well, Diary, I forgot to introduce myself... I am Farekitara - a childish, stupid girl who is awfully silent but will do all the craps she can think of once she gets comfortable with you. I was once a topper but now I'm an average person - my height, looks and everything is in an average.

I attend a girl's school - Seika. I like to read storybooks but spend most of the  time watching TV, movies mostly. My nickname is 'drama queen' and I'm a crybaby (ashamed to say this though). My life is not that thrilling but I'm happy with it.

I live in a join family - not only that, my ancestors are well-known in this town - 'the Sarders' is what the people here call us. Not that I'm proud of it (it's kind of embarrassing) but I am happy to be born in a great family like this. Each and every one of them is awesome in their own unique ways which kind of makes me feel unworthy of being a part of this family.

Anyways, my brothers are one piece of annoyance along with that (just kidding). They are my true cause of happiness. I feel rejoiced and relieved when they annoy me.

       "Loyalty is to tell the truth,
            Treason is to hide it."

However, back to the point, I am still at bed-rest and Saima had called me at least 12 times. Earlier, I would receive her call at first ring but not now, not today. I feel kind of down and I don't want to do anything. Why am I sent to this World? Why? What is my purpose?

This pain is making me wary inside. At this moment, I hate my particular life. I know, I don't have the right. Who am I to hate the life which the God has granted me with such Mercy? Who am I? Who am I actually?

Only one thing rings my head, "Nobody." I have been treated like a nobody ever since my grades have dropped. People don't say it but I can sense the change in their behaviour. It may be my imagination, you can never tell.

I think I should busy myself with reading a bit. These leisure is bringing weird and uninvited ideas in my mind.

         "Life is not a bed of roses."