A little too much

Written by Aarshi Sharma

Its not you, its me.
And I, I like being by my self a little too much.
I like chasing the dream that  brings the heck out of me.
I like to stand in the storm, appreciate its powerfulness
and then as it comes to a stand still, all powerless,

I know I have come an inch closer to where I wanna be.

I like drowning my heavy heart to feel the soothing weightlessness of air.
I like the cool soft breeze gently kissing my cheeks, unbiased.
I let my hair be, when the wind takes over them, only to caress them later behind my ears.
I like the simplicity of winds and the liveliness it leaves me with.
I like the serenity in air when no one else is around.
I like this peacefulness of mind when everything comes to a halt.

Sometimes I'm calm as still waters on a full moon wintery night.
Sometimes I'm rolling as a ceaseless river, bubbling noisily at every turn and tress.
At other times I'm merely a mirage,
At infinity, leaving you spellbound!
But at all the times, I reflect clarity.
A yes for yes and a no for no.
Oh no! I don't read between the lines.

And who ever you may be,
You remain incompetent if you try to hamper me.
You can never mould me into what I'm not.

I am merry. I am bound to flow.
I like to let me be me.
I live by my terms.
Its not you, its me.
And I, I like being by my self a little too much.

Know the writer-

"Some dreams she had, there were things about which she was mad". Aarshi Sharma, an engineer is on a journey to explore herself. She is a dreamer and a vibrant person with a spirit of living life to the fullest. To read more from her, stay tuned...

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