Sunday, 25 May 2025

Journal 25.5.2025 3.37 pm perception

Dear Journal,
Life is good. I miss Jethu. Pa has become strict with me and I do not remember my dreams.
Today I went and gave the Zee exam. Tomorrow I think I'll go to cwc and apply for a job. The job market is pretty bad.
I wonder how Arun is. I still love him. I always will.
A few men ask me out but I decline.
I have a few sins:
I eat non veg
I smoke cigarettes 
I lie sometimes
But other than that I think I'm a good girl. I would never hurt anybody and I've had my set of trials and tribulations. I'm a little worried about Arun. How is he? He doesn't call me back anymore. I always pray for him and his family.
My perception of me:
I'm a very good, friendly girl who not only makes friends easily but would never voluntarily hurt anybody.
I genuinely wish other people well.
I have everyone's best wishes at heart. I'm creative and my biggest flaw is that like other creative people I smoke cigarettes.
I love Arun wholeheartedly. I love my cute mother, my sweet father and my brave brother. I'm so grateful for life's immense blessings on me.
I've become a little wayward but not so much that I've lost my bearings. I wish I'd found someone to marry and settle down with but none of those guys I wanted to marry.
Buro has settled down well with Sadhya.
I really love my Arun a lot. Wherever he may be, whatever he may be doing I hope he has the courage to overcome adverse circumstances.
I'm a brave girl, I'm a happy girl, I'm a good girl traversing the adversities of a dismal job market. I'm a little mad but not so much that I'd ever hurt anybody.
I believe in telepathy and most importantly I believe in prayer. I believe I shall overcome. I believe in happiness and I believe in a better tomorrow. I believe in love. I believe in my family and my Arun.
I believe that the past is a good reflection of the future. I believe that my brother and Arun will overcome all odds.
I love my strong sweet Mother. I love my brother. I miss Dimma and I believe that life going ahead will be good.
Love,
Me.
3.50 pm

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