WHILE I THINK...

WHILE I THINK...


While I think, 
I think of my achievements ,which may be are way less or way more depending on the way I see it..
I think of people who are or were in my life, with whom I  felt peace, love and warmth and then those whose expectations I couldn't  fulfill and here I am left with guilt and regrets...
I think of others who had achieved a lot for my soul to bear.. but maybe not much for their souls to be glad..
I think of perfection, oh! I fail miserably here...BUT we had heard perfection doesn't exist then why they want me to be perfect?
I think of success which has obviously different defination  for all  , for one it maybe to have an amazing life ahead with family and for one it may never be achieved because maybe you stop growing once you feel firm..
I think of things my younger self wanted , and here I am maybe disappointing that young girl who thought she could do it all ...
BUT HEY YOU! I AM NOT GOING TO LOOSE HOPE !

MAHIRA SINGH😄

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