Yet again I fall in the same trap.
One week of bliss and back in the grind. A week, I thought, would sort out certain issues. The silence that followed and the words that were spoken from the wrong end. How do you decide who is to be trusted? It's a battle between the mind and the heart where the latter wins in the end. You change yourself as you meet speed bumps along the way. It's human nature to adapt yourself to the changing equations. Evolution after all. But not me. I find it hard to understand why we do what we do? And, more importantly, how we do what we do?
I am my dad's daughter and I would like it to remain that way. So in the process I lose. I keep quiet. I look away... and I end up being the one misunderstood.
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