Me and my thoughts

I put up my brave face just like every other day. The bag was lighter compared to the insecurities in my heart. I was a lost soul right from a very early age. I was surrounded by an air of uncertainty and scepticism. Maybe I carried it along with me from a previous life. I found joy in small things, and then the sorrow crept into me. I was in a constant battle of finding the sadness at bay. I bubbled with life and energy on the outside while the inside boiled with darkness and depth. I was not a pessimistic person, just a lonely one. I was a puzzle I could not decipher. I kept my surrounding happy in the hope that it will engulf me. But it seemed to evade me somehow. I was scared to discuss it in fear of being termed as a sad soul. As the years progressed, I learned to keep it at bay. The war is not an easy one, and my experiences did not show me mercy. Still, I braved it out and emerged as a stronger person. I accepted myself and embraced the child in me and groomed her into a better

Some words can have a significant impact on our lives. The irony is the person utterly the word might not mean it. However, criticism has been an inevitable part of every individual's life. Some people have learned the art of handling it; some have become silent victims of it. If the criticism is for the better good, I should have conquered the world by now. I am not an enemy of criticism, both positive and negative. In fact, it has helped me groom my life and also taught me ignorance. There is a small line between feedback and criticism. A feedback aids in the positive growth of the person. A critique ripples the emotional well being of a person. I have always wondered why people criticise others for things they have no control. Why do people criticise others? Is it because they care for the people? Probably not or maybe as much as they portray it to be. It is because they want to express an opinion, irrespective of its impact. Humans are an equal combination of good and evil. Ci