The Unreal Me

You people know that i have posted the last few blogposts too late, Like after a long time. Even i didnt even get a chance to scribble. Sorry for making you people wait for long. So much of stuffs where going on with me. Many things that have bought new experiance. The real sip of being independent is what i took about half a spoon.
The months that passed where half fully of stress & tension, And where as the second part full of excitements, fun and everything. I am sure that the second part would no more come around with me again. It was truely an extrafabulous time. And again the months have arrived presenting the boredom, weirdness & same 2 rupee routine. All in these am the one who is pissed of so much. Where everyone is busy kicking their asses and working up a lot. Where as am the one who spend 75% of the day on the bed laying, sleeping and leaving the time behind.
The most of stuffs that happens with me are tough and with elastic ends. And ends up questioning myself why me? Things never goes well. Am tired of complaining myself. Even there are people who have 1000× times bigger issues than what i have; still i feel i have retreated from everything.
I try being unique. But ends up plagiarising and copying others. Lack of creativity and ofcourse confidence. Still i want to maintain the "U" thing within me. So i one has to deviate in each and every minute so as to stay away from the commons. But when you are being pointed out as you are one among those, all it feels is that you have lost your battle. The sound arouse loud inside as no i am the only one among the millon. Prep you fight. Let that be your motto. The million would turn the billion away.

Dated 5-5-17
Isha💙