Seems like I've found my personality trait

http://thoughtcatalog.com/brianna-wiest/2014/07/18-struggles-of-having-an-outgoing-personality-but-actually-being-shy-and-introverted/

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Modern Parenthood in Amravati

A tiny life under the sun and the moon. Parents bright with ambition and drool. "Mine! Mine!" the mother says, "Yours! Yours!" absconds the father. "Who am I...?" wonders the daughter. "Housewife or 'Mod' wife" replies mother. "If you study hard and get good marks... You will surely escape Amravati, for the better." "Who am I...?" wonders the son. The father replies, "Hopes and dreams of everyone..." "Except yourself..." added he. "For you know too little, "and are a little too green. And 'green' as you know, isn't worth a dime nor a nickel" "Daddy what is this?" inquires the child. "I don't have time beta" says he, sunk in his mobile. "Mummy can we play?" pleads the child. "Just let me finish watching this forward", mummy groans and sighs. "My child just doesn't let go of the phone!" Cries the parent in school. Onc...

A few stray stands here and there...

1. If you can define freedom, it's not really freedom, is it? 2. A child's curiosity is insatiable... The day it is satiated, is the beginning of adulthood and it's the most disheartening thing to see. 3. Books are like glass... They show you your magnificent reflection when there is darkness outside and show you the beautiful outside when there is darkness inside. 4. If you want to know the truth in any religion, ask the "big guys" what they consider sacrilege. 5. It's no wonder that silence resonates with us; well, figuratively speaking. It is after all the body's natural state... 6. Funnily enough, you don't have to be happy to help someone else find happiness... Although, in the process you might accidentally find something that makes you happy... 7. We are brought into conditions unwillingly, become situations obliviously and then shape conditions unknowingly. What you do today does change the world, whether you want it or not. 8. ...

The One...

If only times could change. That eternal wish, passed on through ages. If only things were different. A lost cause... A gamble on meagre wages. But what about hope...? The heart decries. What of love? That, which we hear, never dies... You see, knowing is a funny thing. You may belive in lies But seeing through those eyes The truth, you never realise... It is all out there. All the love, all the hate Just or without cause One's early the other a little late. Veins pumping green And vines, red wine... And the whole world's a circle Damned and Divine... In this mist of systems and sounds Comes a call, Stalling chaos and stilling the mind But fate's coy play around me Steals the dance once again...

Trails of the wandering Wolf

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