A day of her mumblings (She-my friend) !

'While I stand all strong always, there's a part in me which is weak. It crawls inside itself, looks for the warmth-doesn't find anything and just lays around unattended', she was mumbling to herself. 'Life's so pathetic at times-you don't need anything sometime while you get all the unwanted things many a times.'

'Yeah I am getting weak; I am fed up of fighting with myself. There's always a fight running inside me and yet then I find nothing at all to look for'. 

She felt like crying out to the whole world-

'how come you not understand-yes I am human!

A human with a soul

A human with a heart

A human with feelings

A human with thoughts

A human with all the humane existence

I do feel bad (thats weird)

I do feel uncared (that hurts)

I do feel pampered (thats lovable)

I do feel possessive (thats unacceptable)'

She whispered to herself,'While I have all the human feelings, while I exist as a human being then why are my feelings caressed as inhumane?'

'While I make any say- why do peoples have problems?'

'While I want to live like myself- why am I judged?'

'While I am the near one today-why am I the unknown the very next moment?'

'While all these questions run in my mind-why don't I get the answer?'

She had an unattended fight with herself and she knew she'll remain answerless as always.

Metta!! 
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