It’s 3AM right now. November has embarked and I’ve been trying to pen it down for a longtime. You might see it as narcissistic drama or nice story with which I’m absolutely fine. Unclench yourself. Be wanton.
I am writing this for my assessment to remind myself how I changed because of circumstances and If I ever got distracted, I’ll read my words again for facepalming.
The year started off with a resolution to get into MBA institute and twitter suspension. I came back with new account, not for RTs, not for followers, only to descry and interact new people this time. I started meeting people offline to make contacts and to know them. It is still pretty mundane experience but I learned a lot things. Not proud of it but managed to meet people from Twitter, Facebook and Instagram. Not Tinder because phone space. Harumph!!
I used to be viciously sarcastic, trolling for no reason, getting into argument unnecessarily. While in real life, I hardly had any fight. Even If I might have, teacher abated by “iski galti nahi ho sakti”. Ahan! Totally a different personality online made me realize how low I can stoop for retweets. Now I literally try my best not to indulge into any continuous rant. Hope I’ll follow it in future as well.
The sad and didactic lesson learned from people I love. Never had a relationship but got broken several times. No friendzone case either. Everytime people leaving without providing any reason is more surprising. All I do/doing is wait because you can’t let one bad phase overshadow all the good things person did for you. This is the utmost mature thought I can attain at 21. I felt depressed and thought of suicide more than an average Kota student could imagine. A little piece of sarcasm and people get surrounded by humorous camouflage illumination and forget my main forlorn issue. I have reached expertise in segueing conversation because anyone could hit my nerve where I might emotionally implode. ( Gladly few people noticed that ).
No social media interactions for few weeks, hardly anyone gives a fuck for your existence and check out how are you doing. I really don’t expect/ask for sympathy but y’all taught me some lessons. Filtering friends because it became necessary now to cast aside negativity. Making the circle smaller. Less people. Less bullshit to deal with.
Again. Construe whatever you want. I wrote this to remind myself again not to fall in lopsided love and friendship ever again. Whoever left in circle, I text them irregularly daily and if you’re reading this prolonged tautological blog, I really hope and exhort them to stay here with me because I have almost lost faith in people. Thanks.