over thinking is my special gift. not all have it. and how lucky they are. if you dont find me watching tv, whatsapping, facebooking , don't get an impression that i might be working really hard or doing house chores or reading or what ever someone sane is expected to do. That while ,in case you search for me, i'l be in my room, with newspapers on the bed(again,i just skim through them for once and my newspaper reading done!) , mobile under the pillow ( i keep looking at it again and again and again for a whtsapp ping from my special one. so i hide it) , curtains drawn( neighbors need a chance to peep in)......and there's me by the side, staring blankly into the space without blinking eyes for long, thinking and over thinking (which becomes heavy brooding in a while ). no surprise why my head is so full with questions(not doubts) and with questions there comes vivid scenarios -what if this happens, what if that happens. they start to make an explosive bomb a...
“We have to dare to be ourselves, however frightening or strange that self may prove to be.” ― May Sarton