My Lazy Girl

I could have protected myself from the winds but I chose to hit the storm upfront. I wasn’t sure whether I will be able to make it or whether I will end up loosing my soul. He was unworthy and unknown to me. I can tell by looking at his face that he was not completely there with me. It was just one part of him which was visible to me. He was the man with many layers and he was certainly not what he was trying to orchestrate. He was a deep sea bed to me, the more I dive into him, the more I acknowledge him. I wanted to hold him that moment and tear the mask which he had been wearing. I wanted to talk to him, I wanted to know things about him, I wanted to understand every fibre of what he was actually made up of. “Relax! Take it slow. “, said one of my side to me. I obeyed the voice without any hint of doubt and arguments. I didn’t want to fall for him. I didn’t want any spark to lit up among us. Despite of all my efforts, I felt a strong force against him. One corner of me ...

The air of uncertainties and the doubts in which I was breathing happily felt fresh and flowery. I was only looking at the beauty of the roses, ignoring the presence of the thrones completely.  I wasn’t sure whether I want him or not, whether he was right or wrong, whether he will stay or leave but one thing was sure that I liked his company. He turned my smile into laughter, my anger into a rosy blush and my complex problems into  some small trivial issues. How could someone not like a person like that? How could I not enjoy his presence around me? I wasn’t sure whether I was trailing on the right path or was I just floating on temporary clouds that would vanish with the harsh sunshine of the life. I wasn’t sure whether I was strolling in the garden or just digging a pit hole for myself again to fall down. The air of uncertainties and the doubts in which I was breathing happily felt fresh and flowery. I was only looking at the beauty of the roses, ignoring th...