20-07-12
Me
Dear diary ,
Guess I never saw you as an important aspect in my life. May
be I was never stable enough to start writing what I felt. Even if I did, I guess
I am not that good in keeping up to my promise of finishing what I started. So there
is no promise here as well.
I am writing you and that’s all I know. May be it’s the impulse
of the moment that I want to write to you. May be I will continue doing so. Who
knows? Anyways enough of me blabbering on you.
There has been a lot of things happening in my life, good
and the bad. I can’t see much clearly. Not now also. I am quite appalled about
myself. Never clear of anything. Not stable. Never stable!.
May be that’s what makes me me!. You know what? Its quite
funny how many things can change in such a short period of time? I don’t want
to go back to my good old days of horror and terror. But still I would at times
like to recollect my sorrows and my so called happy times. Which may be
sometimes I dreamt for a really long time.
So what am I doing here? Why am I writing to you? What is
the exact meaning of me insanely writing to a diary which actually doesn’t exist?
May be you do!! Who knows?
I don’t know!!
So here’s the thing.
I see this guy, this wonderful person whom I guess women
will do anything for. They swoon themselves around him, cursing me literally
for loving me and loving me only...
I mean literally... But the only problem is I don’t know him
yet!!
YET!
I really don’t know who he is, where he is , what he is ..no
idea where he will be coming from, or what he looks like to. But for a really
long long time I have been having this distinct feeling that I am searching for this so called person who might
change me for the rest of my life.,
May be I am wrong
May be all girls at my age feel like this. It’s the usual
prince charming tale where the guy just sweeps the girl of her feet. Hey but I don’t
want any of that.
But seriously its not anything like that. Its been different,
from the day I started doing school. I have been searching for that person. I don’t
know why I keep searching for that person, but I do .. I have been doing it for
a really long time.
The reason why I am saying this now is because I had a huge argument
with my mum recently and all she says is I am chasing relationships, chasing
men , chasing people, chasing love and care. Who doesn’t??
But seriously that is quite an eye opener because all these
years I know something was wrong . may be its me but something is really wrong
with me. I keep picturing this wonderful man who will just love me for what I am
!! and the funny part is I really don’t know who I am!!
Funny isn’t it. But seriously whenever I have a relationship
that ends say this is the 4th relationship that has ended on a sore
note. But really this is quite an eye opener for me coz I really don’t know
where I am going. What I am doing and why I am doing what I am doing.
Its quite obvious that I really don’t know why I am doing
that I am doing at this moment. Like typing so madly at this word file which I really
know it’s not worth a piece. But still I am typing.
I had a huge argument this morning again with my mother. This
time a litter harder and a bit harsher than the usual times. I have been trying
to hide my hurt trying to sweep it under the mat or carpet of my heart so that
it never shows up and no one sees it and they all see me as this strong individual
working for one king size organisation. But seriously this time my mom did it. She
uttered that word. You have been with 4 men now. And still you haven’t found
that man yet she said. I was broken completely. Its tough to lose even after
you do so much for the one you love that they leave you without thinking twice
just because you have a bad temper and cant understand well at that situation. Well
its been a hard time for me diar to go through so much. to fall in love and
then just be thrown away the way I have been thrown used and deserted and
ditched and betrayed.
Its been a tough time, tough life . its been hard. I have
been there done that. Hurt ,used and thrown like a tissue. Here and there.
But yes I was loved, god was very kind with me. I was loved
taken care. I really was one lucky girl to be loved the way I was loved. But it
never lasted. They never saw me as I am. They saw that girl on that screen who
loved so carefully. Smiled radiantly and most of all never had a temper. They wanted
that girl who smiled so beautifully in every picture making it completely perfect,
they wanted her. But I was never her. They fell for that girl never me . That’s
the girl they wanted not the ugly duckling inside.
Even the guy ( a friend) who has come just now into my life
, well he sort of likes me a lot as well . Nothing new!!! He too fell for that
girl whom he saw on face book . And he thinks I will fit in so easily just like
that picture that is so perfect. Coz its all the same. Same old story being
repeated again and again and again. It just never stops. And I am here waiting
for that one man who will see me for what I am. The ugly duckling who was
tossed around, hurt ripped apart yet right here strong like a brick wall even
after a huge earth quake.
May be it is a mistake to wait , wait for that man who will
understand I will never change. Who will love me despite my flaws of being misunderstanding,
insecurity and short tempered. Who will love me for myy childish behaviour, my
fear and most of all me. sounds too self centred isn’t it. Yes I am . I have
been that day from the day I was thrown and tossed around. I know I need to
change. I so badly want to love , fall in love feel it and show it around. With
my family with that man. but its like abrick wall I cannot feel a single thing
penetrating through me .. I am neither happy nor sad.
I guess that friend who has come in recently told me the
right word. I am made of stone… hurting to hear it but i guess I am. I can’t
feel a thing except for pain. Why am I like this diary? Am I expecting too much
from every one? I guess I am right?. I do expect too much from everybody! Otherwise
I wouldn’t be this insecure or this misunderstanding right?.
Does this ugly duckling will ever be loved for what she is? or
does she even deserve it?
And s it all????????....
Until then
Urs
Ugly Duckling