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From whole Twilight series - I just loved last dialogue by Bella - "I am not a normal girl and I don't want a normal life." That's why she chose Edward over Jakob , while she loved both because living with Edward would mean leading a different life. 

Some tape in my mind repeats this dialogue again n again ... as if reminding me something which I have forgotten. 

I... I just ... dunno ...  always feel out of the world ... 

Remembering the poem by Frost - Two roads diverged in a yellow wood.....

Its time to prepare myself.... for a combat with an outside world... but before that I will have to win the battle going inside my soul ... 

P.S. - I wish they would have understood me... I don't need / expect shelter from them , all I want is their Faith in me... even if I am badly wrong , after all How I will be able to learn to walk if I wont stumble ? 

Comments

Mr Happy said…
the question is how u have dealt with watever little faith ppl had in u!!!!!

I agree with the line, one should not live a normal life , it can become mundane , but not everyone has the courage to do so.....
@ngel ~ said…
Faith?? I think no one has faith in anyone for their sake. they have it to elude them n to want them in their life... finally to make fun of that faith .. its like people first tell you - I believe your beliefs... I love you for dat n then they say - I want you in my life ( I just dont care about your beliefs , i will decide what is ryt for u..)

Courage... yeah that is important!
Mr Happy said…
faith can be for anyones sake...

its simple, ppl who have faith in others respect their beliefs else its not faith , its trying to procrastinate things which ones wants to do by riding on someones back... no one should decide wats right for whom, it should be self soul who should decide wat needs to be done but ya sum1ne can guide.....
@ngel ~ said…
n wat if someone becum selfish ... love most of the times make u selfish
Mr Happy said…
being selfish for ones benefit is gud but not at the cost of other ppls feelings.
U can be selfish but it should not hurt others....
@ngel ~ said…
yeah dats wat ... :)

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