BEING MYSELF

After a year of procrastination and lazing around, I finally sit in front of the system to pen down the best and cheapest trip of my life so far. Yeah! It was my life in Hyderabad that made me realize how much I love to travel and it makes me relieve of the tensions of submissions, dissertation, exams and the biggest concern about the uncertain future. But before diving to the story of my trip, let me be clear about what is my idea of traveling. For me, it is nothing but a change of surroundings, scenes and people. Be it to a nearby city or a district or a state, it should offer something new and take me from the monotony.  So, here we go..... What do girls in a hostel do more often? Discuss fashion? their bfs? or bitch about others? The list goes on. We do many things and we talk a lot. A lot actually. You would see us discussing how the earring seller did not give us discount even after bargaining for an hour and would also listen us talking of how the theories of Derrida or

Tie it tight, taught her someone, Don't know when. Don't let it loose! Don't let it fly. But it hurts, it hurts from it's roots. No matter what, you ought to tie. Tie up! Tie up her spirits! Tie up her soul, tie up till it hurts. Till it mars her Self. Don't let her free, Taught her someone. Be it hair or self Don't! Don't! Don't! Teaches Her from birth What "Don't" means But what about a "No"? Why don't we stop feeding her "Don't" And start heeding Her, to Her No, to Her Yes, to Her Self...