Definition of Me

Thinking of defining me?? Think it over once again!! Do you know me enough that you can define me or will it be just labeling me with just a few names?

It’s said that Nobody has yet solved the mystery of understanding a women, so if you can’t understand her, can you really define her??? 

No Definitely Not!! It would be injustice to her, isn’t it?

So if you can’t define me and even if you do I really can’t put up with your definition. WHY?? 

Because I have my very own definition of myself.

I pick up a pen and a writer in me bleeds words through it. Words, that are the proof of the little world that is only mine. Words, which are the only way my feelings escape my heart. Words, that are my only support when I am speechless (which is the case most of the times!)

I pick up the brush and let it paint the canvas of my life, and I become the artist of my own destiny! That pair of scissors, that sticky glue, those colorful sheets of paper, those sparkling glitter pens, those quilled flower petals, quietly unleash my creativity and help me shower handmade gifts to loved ones.

When I see the world through the lens, a amateur photographer is born in me who wants to capture all the beautiful moments of life!!

I become a designer when my wardrobe needs a unique touch, designing my own kurtis to painting my tee with my set of dreams. And voila, Nobody dare match it with mine 😛

My sister call me her teacher when I solve her complex maths problems and help her code her computer assignment. My Mom-Dad happily enjoy my experimentation with all sort of cuisines and lovingly call me chef!! My family calls me their travel agent when I end up doing all those bookings for everyone’s trip!

When I was born, I became a daughter, a sibling, a sister and more in an instant…when I will be married, more names will be added to my profile….. so the list grows every moment… then Can just one label restrict me? Just one behaivour describe me? Just one choice determine me? Just one mistake punish me? Just one dream define me?

No, I refuse to be restricted when I was born free!!

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