The Queen of Random Things

A father is a daughter's first love and nobody can replace this special bond. That's the reason it's believed that a daughter always looks for a reflection of his father in her partner, someone who can love her unmeasurably. I am no different. I have never loved another being as much as I love my father (Apart from me, of course!) However, he is completely the opposite of who I am today - Soft-spoken and utterly intelligent when it comes to financial matters. I have almost never envied my sibling because I know that I am his favourite kid. Plus, I have never been territorial with family.  Growing up I have learned and picked up a few of his qualities that I admire. However, he is made out of a completely different clay so it is tough for me to fill his shoe and even become half of who he is. I have seen various versions of my father and I appreciate how he puts up with the madness of family. He cries the most among the four of us when there is an emotional scene on the scre

Why is everyone becoming so fixated with likes, followers and subscribers? What I mean to say is why everyone wants to become an influencer/fashionista/public figure/star. In that case, who is going to follow whom? Come on people, for crying out loud why do we beg others to like our post or follow this stupid culture of follow back? What is this madness about being famous? Is it for free stuff or becoming well-known for a hot second has become a new achievement in our society? Plus, 90% of things on social media are fake. It astonishes me that people would actually pay more attention to social media than their real life as it happening around them. FYI, it is totally not necessary to take videos and images of every moment. Mark Zuckerberg is not going to kill individuals who do not give daily updates on social media. Plus, I am deeply flabbergasted and greatly dumbfounded to see girls showing their skin so easily on platforms! What happened to शर्म and लज्जा? Girls showing their skin,

  Ready I am unsure if I am ready to put myself out there, I am unsure if I am ready to open up to someone again.  It’s been a while since the last one has gone, But the impact of it still stays. I have found peace in solitude  I have started enjoying the loneliness I don’t know when I will be ready for someone else  I don’t know when I will be able to risk things again  I know I shouldn’t stay in this zone for a long time  For I will find it comforting as long as I stay  But a little more is my excuse  But I haven’t found a way out is my excuse  I do wanna get out of this state And I don’t wanna get out of this state  It’s a dilemma between I don’t wanna let him go and I must let him go  💮 The Queen of Random Things 💮