I am weaker than others. Even if I don't want to hide this fact, this is the truth. People will remind me of it forever. I am born with a short physical stature. My muscles are weaker. Even she reminds me that babai is stronger than me. But it can actually be a matter of mere habit. I do not have any bike. I am born in this deprived family where I have to do everything. Why do I have to face this. I should not live actually, with my short stature and weak body. I should die. Yes. Death is easier than life. Or I should not keep any relationship with anyone. I should bar myself within this room of mine. Or I should go away somewhere else where these people can never find me. But I cannot hide anywhere. So the best option will be to kill myself. Yes. I should commit suicide. 

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