No one is loyal except my Lord.
Last night,when I opened my sword to ink the chest of dairy for writing my daily routine.All my life scenes were revolving in front of my somber eyes.I contemplated on myself,with shame my head bent and train of tears rolled down my cheeks that how people swallowed me.It is shame and my pride is smashed that I had been betrayed and deceived for thousand times but still I trust everyone.Man learn from experience and mistakes he make.I accustomed lot of troublemakers,thugs and bandits who robbed my gasp but learnt nothing from them.Some of my fellows said you open doors for others and they do what they want and I say I never did and do,they beg and prove them self as innocent as angel that I have to let them inside my world then after that I get to know they are demon in real.Every single tear that I shed,they will have to pay because as you sow so shall you reap.Ah!this is about me.
Some girls are solitude and even in crowd they feel alone,like me.They start to follow and believe as someone talk affably with them although they know,every other person who shakes hand is not friend and these girls by trusting those devils ruin there lives.
Some girls are in quest for life partners or I can say king of heart and these angelic princess are often fooled and bonds come to end on bed because they trust by not even conforming who the hell is he.Then blame there fate and cry.If spirited then they start to write poetry to hide in between silence of poetry like me otherwise think to suicide that I used to and some commit this insane act that I’ll never do.I’m not brave but I keep hopes.
Some girls are adventurous,they think not to look for future,just ponder on present and love everyone like loving Ice-cream in winter.In real they don’t know this love will be the reason for them to cry whole day and night long when people will deceive them.
Some girls are gullible aha! now in between them you can see me standing,scratching my head that who is going to come to thug me,just satire!Gullible this title was first conferred to me by my English teacher when I was 14.Sorry, again I grabbed myself in,so these type of girls are piece of cake to deceive and they realise to hold the rope of their life when milk is spilled or crows snatch their lunch,I mean when they are plundered by every mean.
Some girls are crazy about their fortune and they think that fate will always do as they will direct but in real they are forgetting that fate rules life not people leading fate.These girls once lose hopes after betrayed then they stop believing on fate and life but still rely on every alien because as I told they are mad as hatter.
Some girls are as obstinate as mule so even though they know a guy or their close friend is nothing but body of lies and will leave after getting his/her work done but these kind of girls does `not take any action that if I’m going to leave my boy friend,friend or someone dear so memories linked with them will prick and will not let me live so they keep the relation alive and when people play tricks eventually, they cry by sitting in corner and open the bag of memories that really hurts:(
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