Do you worry too much about what others think of you ?  Do you always try to become that likable type or wish at least not to become the hateable ones?

Obviously it is very human nature. Exceptions are there, like the don’t care types. But everyone cannot be that don’t care types. They are hurt and bothered with the “am I misunderstood? ” syndrome.

So do you have this syndrome, how do you try to escape from that?

Anyway, one’s integrity cannot be compromised while trying to be the likable types as mentioned in waves of notion

 

Do you worry upon the risk of loss?

or

Do you worry upon the risk of a missed gain?

You may be insensitive to losses and gain, well, obviously it is much appreciated. But what if you need to pick any one of the above two options..;)

Missing “it” may disturb you a lot in the beginning.😒

There after, no worries, you will get used to that..😏😉

She forgets everything with his single touch Then she just prefers to be hugged. Even if she may be angry or worried, everything melts away while being in his arms (Female Behaviour – 2. )It’s something above to her practical mind which tries to wake up her ego and fails ultimately. Even she doesn’t know how to define that emotional bond.

“എന്നും നിങ്ങളെന്‍റെ കൂടെയുണ്ടാവണം. എന്‍റെ കണ്ണടയുവോളും എനിക്കു നിങ്ങളെ കണ്ടുകൊണ്ടിരിക്കണം.”

ഇതൊന്നും ഞാന്‍ പറഞ്ഞതല്ല. എവിടൊക്കെയോ കേട്ടു മറന്ന ചിലതു.
ഞാനതിനെ ഒന്നൂടൊന്നു മനസ്സിരുത്തി വായിച്ചപ്പോള്‍ മറഞ്ഞിരുന്ന സ്വാര്‍ഥതയാണു കണ്ണില്പ്പെട്ടതു.

അതല്ലേ സത്യം?

എനിക്കു ജീവിക്കാന്‍ നിങ്ങളെ വേണം എന്ന അന്തര്‍ലീനമായ സത്യം. സ്വാര്‍ഥത നിറഞ്ഞ സത്യം.

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“Oh God, please don’t take him away from me as long as I am alive”

Such a lovely prayer, no..? What do you think..?

Here, someone is emphasizing that he/she can’t live without his/her soul-mate.

Can you see love there?

“No worries once your life is over, but what about your soul-mate? Can he/she live without you? Who will take care of him/her? Your life was safe as he/she was with you until your last breath. Now what will happen to him/her in your absence? You are least bothered on that as you are already dead. Isn’t it..? That’s why you are praying like “Oh God, please don’t take him away from me as long as I am alive”

Unfortunately my eyes could not trace the least bits of love over there. Is it not all about selfishness?

Instead I found this much thoughtful I will never get over the grief of losing you as you are my life breath. But moreover I love you and can never make you alone. So my Lord, please keep me alive atleast till his last breath so that my honey will never be alone”

It was a nice blunder. But I had no work around other than informing the concerned person. I had that habit of thinking over it and stressing myself earlier. But this time, I felt it better. Why things should be taken too seriously as someone says in lost art..?

This time, I felt no jumpiness in my stomach. Anyway, I was quite sure that no one else would be affected other than myself, if something bad happens. So this time, I was able to manage the pressure. There is no right or wrong way to live life, so why should I be worried. After all it’s all my priority and comfort that matters.

I expected a clean bowled after that blunder. But to my wonder, everything was back to normal next day morning with a reassuring mail from the concerned person.

Take a step back and laugh at yourself on your blunders and get rid of the worries.

I was charged like an electron to shock anyone

when people applauded on my brainpower.

I was overwhelmed in proudness to envy anyone

when every data danced in the way I sang.

My proudness touched the boundary of universe

when I solved toughest of tough problem.

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But I failed to read the enigmas of the world

The material world of pains and worries.

I failed to detach the fake belief and it adopted

The whole world as it is seen in my eyes.

I failed to read the harsh realities outside my walls.

My mistake to misread it as the real world.

Now, I realise I was an empty shell so far, which

Failed to catch the lives outside my curtains.

I always worried seeing people buried themselves in their mobile phones or laptop the whole day. I believed never could I understand their thoughts which makes themselves so much addicted to this virtual world.

But this wordpress taught me a great lesson… The lesson which I could never ever study from facebook or what’s app or any other social media.

I could see how much I got involved in this blogging word- reading, commenting, posting…. How easily it grabbed my time for the past few weeks…

Yes, it’s time to apply some controlling torque…otherwise my routine tasks will be punishing me especially in the morning halves. Let me ensure that I wont be logging into wordpress in the morning half of my days. Let me make scheduled posts so that wordpress will work for me even in my absence.

Friends.. what is your plan..Have you already drawn a line..? Or are you a crazy social media follower..?

She was very worried and angry at him yesterday. But she was afraid to question him. She doubted if his ego got hurt on her questioning, it might force him to be away from her.

She wished if he asked about her worries. But nothing happened and his nature forced her to take a back foot.

But she just forgets everything when he touches her. Then she just prefers to be hugged. Even if she may be angry or worried, she just can’t tolerate himself being away from her.

She is not pretending to be happy when he hugs her. But naturally her worries got buried. And hence during those moments, she is afraid to question him on his actions which made her worried.

So her heart plays a game to keep herself alive. On one side it cries for his care & love and on the other side it just excuses/justifies him whenever it’s hurt.

But can her heart play this game always…?

Nooo..

She trusts him blindly and he is the center of her belief. Her heart won’t be alive at all to forgive him, if he has betrayed her love and trust.

So definitely her heart won’t play that game if her belief is lost. She will never give a second chance in such a case. Her trust is almost impossible to earn back. Once lost, it is really lost forever. And she will never regret on losing such a person who didn’t a respect the bonds of love and trust.

And of course trust is not gender specific. I was just trying to portrait the tenderness as well as stubbornness of her behaviour.

Do you mind to check Female Behaviour-1