Opinions …
Are we allowed to have one these days? Because if we are then, are we allowed to share it with people who ask us for our opinions? Are we supposed to be completely honest about what we think?
We are human being and we always judge… everything and everyone. Some we like and some we don’t. Don’t get me wrong here… I am not saying we hate people or we love. It all starts with a simple like or dislike. I am at an age in life where a lot of young individuals are trying to understand themselves. Though we are in our 20s… I safely tucked in my latter years of the 2s as my friend calls it. Are we still not mature enough to handle situations, meet the right people, and stop making small mistakes that lead to unwanted sleepless nights, or even have a stable aim?
Every time I feel that I have finally got the answers to my questions another one crops up. Like trusting people!!! It is a huge issue these days because most of us are not able to judge what light we want to portray ourselves in. As the gullible little miss-sensitive who will never hurt someone but will always get hurt in the bargain, as the miss-smarty pants who knows it all but is tough to be friends with, or be miss-guarded and never let anyone in your life but in returns she is left alone.
I meet people… almost on a daily basis and there is one thing I learn each day. Like today I learnt to keep my mouth shut even if someone asked me to open it and spell it out for them. My dad always said, “Never advice till you are asked to.” And mom added to it by saying, “Don’t speak unless spoken to.” That is exactly what I did. I spoke when I was asked to… blabbering away my point of view of things and not really speaking on anyone else’s behalf apart from mine. But trust me my dear friends, what comes of it is not good. The whole ‘right to an opinion in a free country’ comes under scrutiny by the people who surround you and call themselves your friends. It is then you realize that it is better to be quiet and mull over your own twisters of life, which mind you are many when I start counting, than do the forbidden talking.
I hate… simply hate being in situations which involves two adults trying to figure out their own relationship. I am no agony aunt and my word is not the last one ever spoken. I don’t understand why women go out of their way in being a fool and I have no idea why men put up with the ‘I am always right’ act. They are so caught up in their lives that they won’t even bother to ask if you are still breathing oxygen or have you taken a liking for carbon di oxide.
I very recently fell in love… ah almost about. But it did not work out. Now if I was to quiz half of the people around me as to what the reason was… they might just have a surprised look on their faces and ask me, “You were in love? When? Who? Tell us everything!”
Arghhhhh… I am tired of talking about who loves who, who hates who, who can’t get what they want or who have too much of everything and don’t know what to do with it. How does all this matter when the ultimate truth is that one day we are all going to die. Then why waste that time on making a blueprint of everything that went wrong in our lives and why not just let the sun in from the window?
Regard this as a technical glitch that I had one night and wrote it… I am not happy that I don’ t even have the help of my words tonight that will let me explain what it feels like to be ‘me’, right now. But maybe another day when the sun shines brighter I shall tell you what it feels like to be in love…
