On Nights like these, when loneliness knocks and emptiness whispers.
I remember each of you who once said they love me
I remember each of you who decided to forever be here with me
I remember each of you whom I once called mine
Where are you now? Where have you been?
Do you miss me as much as I miss you or you found someone of your own!
Do you blame me for not letting you in anymore?
Do you not remember me anymore?
Do you care for me ? Do you love me?
Some Nights likes these when you realise its still not begun.
“And she’s going to start the same old girl talk.”
“Girls face so much!”
“Wow she’s going to write about the perfect girl!”
No I am not going to talk about girl problems or how beautiful she is as a muse or what makes it difficult to be a girl.
I am simply going to talk about a girl who is “A Human” : Who is alive because of biological processes;who thinks with her brain and loves with her heart;who is capable of creating magic and who is here to experience a life.
A girl who is here to dream,love,hope and believe.
A girl that is you and a girl that is me.
We humans have our perceptions made up so strong that even a single word triggers millions of thoughts and questions in our minds.
Feminism,equality,justice are not merely values or ideologies but categories which have made strong homes in our minds.
And in this world of categories and perceptions the girl just keeps fitting in instead of truly being “A Girl!”