Yes I am an introvert!!!!!!

I am misunderstood on a daily level. All that counts as being a part of the happening, I am not one of it. I am, but a different perspective on everything. Hello, I am an introvert. I can’t possibly join you for a laugh but sure can share a smile. To us introverts, the world is pretty colourful. We don’t spill colours. It is a picture we draw unknowingly. I have always avoided gatherings and rather sat on a lone bench in a park like a lunatic. But I am certainly not a lunatic. I just value my space. There are not a lot of friends I have but I am blessed with a couple, they cherish this nature of mine. I am a feeling which is frustrating but not short-lived, enriching in time, a reservoir of minuscule in our daily lives and how they matter.  Sometimes I am found shuffling through some David Baldacci book and notice what’s happening around me. I see people giving me that ‘such a lonely little creep’ look. I am used to it now.

I grew up in convent schools where discipline was imprinted on me. I was only nine when my father left home. Of course that includes me and my mother. I waited by the door, prayed for a father who never came. The bond, the sense of ripping apart was too loud a noise. The world in me plummeted and it shrivelled me. Growing up in a convent school, discipline had a different definition to me. I am that sort of a person who thinks before speaking, creates before destroying and it still feels empty like NGC 6503 amidst thriving galaxies.