Have you ever realised how many names different people refer you with ??Its not because you are a bizzare identity or a fake personality but because you hold an image unique to different person.I remember myself being called by so many names.Some bestowing me immense joy, but other a little disappointment.Its just a momentary disgrace but not a headstrong abashment.Entangled between all, i could not identify was i what people called me or something i was yet to realise.I honour every individual for giving me a different identity and amassing them, i have at last found a better way to describe myself.
My parents inspite of voluminous love called me a waster - for everything cause i was way too supple with my decisions.Friends accrued calling me " insane " - an entertainer.My lover couldn`t deprieve himself from naming me - sometimes calling me heartless and ironically also " priceless". Some not too hard and fast foes called me " destructor". But today i don`t see myself relating to any of these.Driving into deeper thoughts i realised wht i am and what i can achieve.
I was a learner - about life, ravenous about naive creation.
I am by now a little achiever.
And till eternity, i will be a fighter.
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