Well, when I was young,I was afraid to be left alone. Once I had developed chiken pox and I was admitted to hospital, the nurse scared me one night telling that I am left here by my parents forever…
I cried too hard and frightened to the point where doctors were informed that this young lad had not eaten anything for the past 2 days. Later, my parents were called and doctors gave me confidence that when I would get cured I will be discharged from hospital and I can go back, enjoy being with my family.
Now, I am 23 years old and living on my own. Life has shifted its phase.
Now a days,
1. I choose what is correct and what is wrong.
2. I have to prepare food or buy it from restaurant or dhaba as per my budget.
3. I am learning that saying NO does good rather than harm.
4. I am okay to be myself.
5. I love to speak with family over phone.
6. Now, I am not over confident that strangers are not harmful.
7. Sometimes, I disobey myself and remain Lost in my activities.
8. Now I follow my rules and ethics of life.
The journey is still on, I am still walking towards the aim. This wasn’t all cool, I have cried in pain. Inside me there is still a kid, who want to go home, spend time with family, cry, fight with mother and father. Irritate my brother. I still remember how much my mother loves me, how much I love her.
I could still go back and do what all I want but this isn’t way of life.. I just can’t..
Give up.
When there is a call for becoming a tiger, you just can’t be timid and act like a cat.
Words from heart 