An Introvert's Territory

So, someone asked me today what I love the most in the world?... and in the classic rotten way that I call humour, I replied money.

Anyways, long story short, the gracious and kind gentleman did point out to me that if I don't love myself the most...nothing means shit.

And in a moment of mentos lightbulb ad, I remembered this blog..that was created just for the same reasons.

MBA is over and I'm free from the place that once I was too excited about and not more than 8 months into it turned into the most dreaded place for me.

This gives me some time on my own to go back to self-love and make something worthy of my life.

पानी सिर से ऊपर जा रहा है

कहते हैं वो रोक लो इसे

उन्हें कहा भनक है

गुजर चुका है वक्त

And give it all away

I'm too scared that One day

I won't have enough for me

Or maybe the pieces

Are what's left of me

And I will vanish

To be the fix, fell in lovе

With being used

Now he showers me with gifts and flowers

But I miss taking showers with you

But you're so bad for me

But I want your love every morning

Waking up with him but I wish you'd call me

I still miss our extremes

Like

Your 'come over' texts at midnight

Rolling out of bed for your lies

Putting glitter on my blind eyes

Loving you wasn't as it seemed

And finding good in bad and ugly

Deep down knowing you don't love me

I'd leave again before the morning

Loving you was a fever dream

And I think, oh, like I'm lost and can't be found

I'm just waiting for my day to come

And I think, oh, I don't wanna let you down

'Cause something inside has changed

And maybe we don't wanna stay the same

I got guns in my head and they won't go

Spirits in my head and they won't go

I got guns in my head and they won't go

Spirits in my head and they won't go