Z for Zainab....

Knowing more persons take away my  remaining personal self.It makes the personality more contradictory,more confined and more restricted. I,therefore,rely meeting less people.Talking with less people provides space to maintain the essence of individualism.

I carry the aromas of people around me.I am not one rather everyone.I inhale and maintain others’ selves.I am a transparent one who absorbs other people’s apparel.

Living with many personalities and yet you’re just a tiniest part of world.The world take no care of your hugely little self.You are still what you are.A little being enduring many personas within herself.A huge entity maintaining others like perfume in her body.A confused girl at the end.

You are right in sensing that It has happened again.I felt all the way same last night.