@shubham

Shubham Singh I am not perfect And I need not be. Days have gone by with me staring at the naked sky and wondering where I went wrong. Should I have tried better? Did I miss out on something? A lost opportunity? Why did I never get accepted the way I was genuinely? I never really did speak about myself much, thought it was rather quite petty. Or should I have? Was I a fool? Where would I have gone anyway with this back benched people pleasing attitude? Just then, I fathomed out. I may not be perfect. I may be different from what you know as the stereotypical woman, the kind you were educated and brought up with. But I am me. And I am happy, confident, strong and comfortable in my own skin. I have seen enough for my age, at least I am happy I came a long way all by my own honing my intutive skills simultaneously while dealing with the regular ways of life. One may or may not like me for what I am, but I will be there, for myself. And neither is it up to me to please everyone around and ...