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Saturday 9 June 2012

I am..

I am that random girl whom you probably walked past on the street a few moments before, or you can place my face as that snob everyone hated, i may even be that popular pretty creature you remember from your class or office, do not rule out the possibility of me being the ugly one in the braces with as many pimples as there are stars in the sky but you know how we're all the same? Every time I, irrespective of who I may be that day, walk down the road with the same fear terrorizing my soul, i get paranoid if am being stared upon. It bites away at my sanity when i realize am being stalked. I can't wear my favorite dress because it excites you and they'll term me a slut if you pounce on me like a tiger does on its prey. Have they ever thought..have you ever thought that who actually should be labelled when YOU can't control YOUR libido? Who's cheap..you or me? Who needs help..you or me? Ever heard about the medical facilities and the house for the mentally challenged that are available?

If I give in to peer pressure and drink a little, though I agree that's not good, why don't you shout at the males of the family too, who drink like they have a liquor storage in their bellies? Am a girl so what I do reflects upon the family values, whatever they do, what does that reflect upon?..hypocrisy????

I, in some families am not even allowed to be on the social network..why???..you ask? it's because you do not have the common sense that a level of decency should be maintained while talking to girls..so..you tell me, who should be banned..you or me?

I freak out if by mistake i leave back my photograph in the studio that i clicked it in irrespective of how late i might be getting to submit my form, because it won't be a surprise if i find it morphed and put up with lucid comments somewhere public..why??..cause you can't put your sick dirty mind to rest.

Who should be controlled.. you or me???? think again..