The Hate Mail
I started writing to get out all that hatred and frustration I had inside. I had this habit of scribbling on piles of paper and then burning it down. I know its stupid but the feeling you get when you see that paper tearing down in flames cannot be explained in words. Though it took me a while to understand why I really destroyed those papers,it was pretty simple- I was afraid.
Afraid to face my own feelings,afraid to confront any one else about it. I have always been weak at speaking about important stuff or rather confronting people. And so I try my best to avoid it. I was always the one who got convinced fast. If my sister likes something as much as I do,she takes it,because I always let her. I am not a fighter and its not such a fresh news to people around me.
But then I decided to create this blog,yes I am still hiding it from a lot of people but there is hope. I have hope that someday I will be proud to show this and all my writings. For now,its my secret place where I whine about everything in my life.
I was writing a hate mail to someone but half way through I realized I was old enough to be above all of this. I have to bring the change in me I promised myself. So pretty-eyed guy I don't hate and I will forgive you for everything you did and everything you will do in the future. Let's just hope I don't get down to write any more hate mails for you.
Hope you all had a great weekend (I had an amazing one)