... and just look at the irony in them proclaiming.. "But, you don't want to be here."

How is it that people who indeed know us so well, sometimes tend to make the biggest blunders in understanding our intentions? It amazes me. It really does. After all, they were the ones, who once upon a time, were the master of our (here mine, of course) emotions. They could so accurately predict my reactions to situations. Well, then too I was amazed, pleasantly though.

And then, is there necessarily a hidden conclusion in this. Am I then on suppose to believe that they don't know me? Or else, should I pass it off as a casual day to day misdeed of theirs? I need to know.


Well, I wouldn't want to take any names here ( for the sake of their feelings, and mine too).. but I felt the necessity to unburden my already over burdened shoulders, of this negativity, by putting it down on this inanimate blog ( which apparently doesn't live, so I am assuming it won't be hurt too, unlike us humans ). I thought it could make me feel better. Not that I already am. But it should happen in a while.

Coming back to the issue, over the years, I have strongly come to believe that with time, the way people understand each other, does undergo a lot of change. This seems to be all the more true in my case, especially because I've made a very sincere effort to insulate myself from a lot of people. So, may be it's not really their fault.

But then I feel, if there is really a connect.. it never dies.

Hoping that I am proved wrong in this regard. I wish I could be understood, like never before. After all, I did give them a right to do that. It still lies with them, unsaid though.

I do want to be there, wishing, praying and keeping my fingers crossed.