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The Story ….contd… May 7, 2009

Filed under: Uncategorized — Priya Joyce @ 9:00 am
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The continuation of the previous post.    

Due to the treatment I was getting from my classmates….i began building protective shells around me.

I tried not to anything which could make me a prey to their….comments.

A young girl I was..of 9……..and had to face so much.something which I wasn’t used to….

This wisdom…..being worldly wise….it actually  was new for me.

There was a certain girl..called..N***  

She always gave true opinions….  about you read , how you sing, how you speak……oh many many more…..

I have already mentioned..Kashmira shah and Sambhavna seth..  remember??

I was scared of speaking to her.

Because..I was so very simple and could not judge and speak…..what could not lead her to a rude reply.

But would she leave me…..??

No she never did…..

And the most surprising thing is this girl also criticized my parents.

At that time..I felt how stupid i didn’t give her two tight slaps.

But now after years and years…I feel…..I was different….

It is not always necessary that we protest…..

Actually protest could also have disturbed me….a guilt feeling … a sense of wrong..could have haunted me.

I faced many more things….

But that doesn’t matter……what matters is how those things changed me..

The change in me……..  

When people face criticisms..they become strong and resistant towards it.

But  the change in me was just the opposite.

I became sensitive. Not only about myself…but also about others.

I am always careful what other’s would feel if i do this or say this or write this…

yeah sometimes mistakes do happen…..unintentionally    

and this is one reason I stopped taking non-veg.

When I hurt anyone…..I feel guilty…..So I try my best not to do so….

yeah sometimes you do hurt people…but only at times..when truth is bitter.

Its not about saying lies…..its about seeing the better things….

This was a small part of my school life…..

yeah I had good friends..later…..i mean when I reached high school….but till then I was learning how people are…..or how they could behave.

I’d just say…… parents……and my spiritual inclination……helped me out ….and prevented me from getting into depression…..

ps:) I’d write more of such incidents in the coming posts……….

🙂     Sorry posting ..a day early 😛


9 Responses to “The Story ….contd…”

  1. 😦

    Sad to read about the tremendous mental torment you went through because of the irritatingly stupid girls in your class.

  2. tupid gals :P…well u went through all this god…u survived hard…good u continue it and i will be wiating and wats with one day early i was waiting for friday :P….


  3. amalbose Says:

    i cant believe you went through all these things at such a young age..
    i feel sorry for you..

    • swati Says:

      life is full of ups n downs..n on the way u meet thousands of people with diffrnt demeanour..this is how one learns to judge people..good tat atleast nw u have nice frenz..n family is always the biggest support good n bad times as well…take care!!

  4. Suresh Kumar Says:

    Well…. a part of growing up…. I remember how my classmates called this friend of mine as Smokey… why? Bcoz his dad smoked a lot……

    But I think at that age…. God would definitely forgive these people….

    But You were really very strong at a very young age…

  5. Quest Says:

    Somebody has termed me a ‘rhinoceros’ 🙂
    Makes me laugh 😀

  6. someone has truly said…. “only conditions can test a person”
    this post shows that u r different…

  7. Harshita Says:

    I feel like getting back to that time and catch those gals.. and give them a nice Punjabi Treatment… seriously…

    Bloody Bullies…never become anyone themselves…

    I suffered this a lot even in my college… but I give all credit to those people who bullied me… if not for them I wud have never known how strong I am…

    The same is with you nanhi pari… and the best is you are the same sweet,lil sensitive kiddo… 🙂


  8. Quest Says:

    You are late 😀

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