Back in school, in the senior secondary, in English we had a chapter called Going Places. The story revolved around a girl, Sophie, who loved day dreaming and sometimes went a little too far. Her dreams started to look like realities to her and she was lost.
Ever since my childhood I could never keep friends. I didn’t understand girls most of all. Fighting for petty reasons was beyond me and so I could never keep up.
My colleague recently wrote a story showing how friendships among girls are harder to keep than those between boys. But why is that? This is not how it should be right?
So much has happened. And so much is happening. No matter how much we move forward, there is always something to pull us right back, to pull us down.
We may feel short, small, tiny, minute but trust me, we matter. I matter. You matter.
I remember my father always told me how he would love it, if I become a doctor or teacher. Why? They’re very respectable jobs he would tell me. This is what women ARE seen as, nurturers! I say ‘are’ because with all that’s currently happening, aren’t we still fighting to get out this shell?
Hello my loves,
Happy Republic day to you. How did it go and what did you guys do? Mine was a little busy, I had a shoot planned because thanks to the hectic college, I have to use to all my holidays for the blog. I hope you guys did something better, or at least had a great sleep. Haha.
Let us talk about today’s blog post now. People who know me, know that I was not this versatile and experimental from the beginning. I, too, had my safety zones and things I never liked or bothered about. Like, I was always into clothes and shoes but never really cared about other things like the accessories, the bags and other things that come along. My choices and understanding has evolved with time and now I realize how important these things too are.