I don't know why but even blogging has lost its charm for me...
It feels stupid to come here when i am too full of everything and to pour all frustrations here...
I am sick of never having a good thing, a good memory to share...
All i do is whine about life....
There was a time when Eraj Sahaab used to talk to herself... imagine a whole new world around her and live happily in it if she had any problems with the company provided in the real world...
Mom used to call me a retard.... She thought it was some mental illness that made me talk to myself...
MOM!! you were wrong...
See what have i done to myself after i started talking to humans....
I have nothing else to say right now, except for the fact that i remember it was hard to leave that habit of living in a world of characters imagined by me... But it kept me busy..
I had no time for boredom at least...
And now no matter how hard i try, i cannot make myself do all that again...
Maybe i have grown up..
Or just maybe i have lost another pleasure i had in life...
I miss being stupid.......
Because even though i am not a retard now, i still am mostly treated like one....
I miss all that i was....and hate all that i am now..
