Whiskey In A Teacup
You
could be sensitive and soft as a rabbit, you could possess fierce eyes when
calamity strikes, you could be bursting with ideas to conquer the world or
complaining about things that no one gets, but you do. You could have a
spectrum of colourful personalities within you... and you could live lives of a
billion different people every day.
You
could be a homemaker or a total dude with biceps that do the talking, you could
be a septuagenarian with trembling hands but a firm grip, you could be one-second
old with eyes that replicate your mom, you could be a superstar tired of saying
lines that someone else wrote. If I ask you to spot the odd man out of so
many... what will be your answer?
Perhaps
it will differ and all of your reasons will be accepted.
You
know the point is, all these could be just the same person, all at once. If you
are thinking, how come?
Think,
why not!
Have
you ever felt that you can’t talk to a certain somebody because they are so
famous and you are so negligible? Have you ever thought, this is a guy thing, I
won’t be able to do this? Or have you ever thought that you are not good
enough?
Well,
how about we chuck the entire thing about ‘let’s do this tomorrow’ or ‘I wish I
had more time’, (orders a large double cheese burger and says) ‘I really want
to hit the gym’ and ‘OMG I have nothing to wear.’ How about we tweak things a
little and watch them go upside down?
I
am never the same throughout the day and being jovial or quiet comes naturally
to me. I think it is incorrect to label people, because labels are for
products. If we talk less, we can be the most amazing orator too, if we enjoy English
music, we could own a collection of old Bollywood songs too and if we have been
screaming, we can have the most loving heart too.
We
all can be a turbulent whiskey shot in the most delicate porcelain teacup too.
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