DIARY OF A DREAMER

With the perfect moment of no one being around in the house I rushed to my room and started to treasure hunt for a saree. During that time many things flashed through my head. I was reliving each moment spent through out these 23 years of life. But little did I know that a year would change my perspective towards living. “Ahhh, it’s there”, I gasped With my heart racing faster and faster every second I finally gathered the courage to tie it up to the fan. At that very moment starring at myself in the mirror I couldn’t believe what my eyes saw THE GIRL The girl who made her parents laugh when she had her first cry The girl who at the age of 4 gave her first speech infront of her entire school The girl who at the age of 7 would fight with the world to sit at the front in the class The girl who at the age of 10 had her first cycle to go alone to school The girl who at the age of 12 went to a boarding school leaving her family behind The girl who at the age of 15 was so adamant a

Am I allowed to speak? A never heard voice made everyone to search for her. Standing upfront she started to voice out for the first time “Am I allowed to speak?   Or will you judge me for talking to much, Am I allowed to express my feelings? Or will you judge for having them,   Am I allowed to cry?   Or will you judge me being a cry baby, Am I allowed to laugh?   Or will you judge me for being happy, Am I allowed to talk to others?   Or will you judge my character,   Am I allowed to share my achievements?   Or will you judge me for bragging about them,   Am I allowed to trust people?   Or will you judge me for believing in them,   Am I allowed to care for others?   Or will you judge me for being human,   Am I allowed to breathe?   Or will you judge me for living my life.   When someone is no more themselves, Don’t ask them what happened ask their surroundings what did they do? It’s easy to brag that I don’t care what society thinks about me, I ha