She wished that she was ugly...

She was very upset about the fight she had last night with her. All the vague scenes kept flashing in her mind despite all her struggle to erase them from her memory scale. She didn’t know why she felt so terrible after being loved. Never in her life had she hated someone who loved her but wait this wasn’t care or love. It’s indeed obsession and she couldn’t take any more of it.

The words, stories and thoughts poured on her psychic were affecting her personality. She didn’t know what to do in this situation. Letting go would destroy her beliefs, her life and herself. That person had asked something, which she could never give. It was difficult. It was impossible and complex. All she wanted was some peace of mind. It seemed like the colors of Hollywood and Bollywood were painting her life.

It’s awful. She needs prayers and courage. For the first time she wished that she was ugly and not beautiful…

PS: I might not post for a week or so. Sorry in advance for the absence.