So we all are a little broken inside and that’s okay.
I was actually the kind of the one who didn’t believe in love…i actually thought it wasn’t anything like unless i became a part of it.
So yeah a kind of hyper girl. I always used to be happy. And i never thought that life could be this tough. I was so confident about myself that I use to laugh at people who take life too seriously. Maybe i did that because at that point of time i didn’t have any problems of my own. Till the age of 16 it was a simple life where no worries nothing. But then I came to India I made new friends. And then I Realized i actually lost everything. I lost my true friends I lost my everything.
I thought I could survive. BUT it wasn’t that easy.
I lived in Riyadh for 16 years among all good people. I never imagined bad people do exist. but when i came to India , everything changed. I found people wearing masks of goodness.
I even got frustrated all the times. But now its like I have a habit of being around these kind of people.