The new me

I wanted to become someone who can mind her own business. Someone who doesn't care about anyone but herself. Moreover I wanted to become selfish, self-centered. Which I successfully was. I was always titled as the bad one. But one person was always with me, My sister.

The one who's older then me but apparently no one used to believe it. She is with me today and was with me 6 years ago. I was quite young to understand that there is a world outside which one have to live alone. But I was to immature, Yes I was so immature that I saw nothing beyond the lies he told me. And like a loyal being on the planet Earth, My sister encouraged me to go for him which I did.

But I'm not the same girl anymore who I used to be 6 years back. I'm the new version of me who knows how to respect myself, who knows that I am enough for myself.

Experience is must to understand everything. I got my one 6 years back.

I am second born. Short-tempered, ill-mannered, Rude to all. Precisely known for all the bad things occurs in the world. I was always like this.

Alone.

6 years ago,

My family was poor. We always have been. I was in Sixth grade, when I realised that we were being watch. Not being wachted to be killed but was being wachted as two young teenager girls. We were being noticed from a building opposite from our road. We were quite excited I must say but were also scared atleast I was. If mother comes to know about this, the first thing that will happen is to get killed. Yes she would have actually killed us that day if I had told the truth that I was flirting with the guy. It was all new to me and I loved adventures. So I told mother that they are disturbing us or flirting, I must say when she asked what on the earth I'm doing in the balcony. She immediately ordered us to leave the dinning room. And we loyally obeyed.

After few days of flirting my elder one noticed someone was looking at us from the very building. The nextday, he was on the terrace. And I, we I mean like a piece of a shit were standing in front of the window. And Gods above knows what came on her mind as waved her hand saying "Hello". As soon as that happened I saw her hiding behind the curtains. And the guy from the terrace thought that I was saying Hello to him. And he waved back. I for a moment got shocked and then tied my hair into a bun. After that when he saw that I tied my hair he said that I don't look good and asked me to open the bun in sign language. I literally was shouting inside. I have no idea why but he really fascinated me.