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Why should I have to..?

 This is the question that I ask myself mosht of the time...

There are a bunch of old heads I mean ooold people. I mean people who had seen life more than I did... I thought people become wise and humble as they get old... but these people are becoming more stupid and senseless... 

So.. what happened is...let's imagine there are people of almost the same age and an old guy... generally what will you expect in return a person to do... What I do... I expect the person to greet both of us in the same manner...but no... Should I say it as partiality or stupidity... Like..  should I have my own 3,4 bhk flat and 1 crore bank balance ...to that stupid someone treat me properly.. isn't the relation we have is enough...... And God have given me these two eyes and some common sense to watch this?

Why I have to experience all this bullshit and it is not even worth it....no matter how much I convince myself, how much I try to ignore all these things that happen in my daily life...I end up hurting myself...maybe bcoz I am not emotionally that strong, coz we are humans right?...we have feelings we have a heart.. we really get hurt sometimes with this kind of action.

At times like this, I really wish I could stay away from every person who is related to me.

I am not wise enough to forgive everyone for stupid actions and yes I hate them Ofcourse my kind of hate is different. The thing is they are not even worthy of my hate. This not because of ego. This is because of my self-respect...yes they did hurt my self-respect.. maybe I'll forgive them but I'll never forget.

Seriously I lost interest in socializing these days and  I am showing all that hate I have towards them on other people who really care for me. 

Hope I reach that stage where someone's action doesn't really affect me.


                                                  -Mystery girl


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