I love the “devils” of my life… they are the ones who know the inner me…they are not fake in front of me... they are THEMSELVES… they never try to be sweet with me when they feel angry … they never tell me I am right when I have done wrong… they never praise me when they know I have done a blunder… they laugh at me when I make a fool of myself but never leave me alone… they pull my legs… but correct my mistakes… they scold me… they quarrel with me… but hug me tight when i need it the most...
they are aware of the darker side of me … yet love me… they never try to make me the “ideal” one… they never ask me to be sweet when I feel bitter… they never ask me to smile when I feel like crying to my heart’s content… they realize when I am angry and realize the cause of my anger… They never try to brush me off with their theories rather they listen to my heart and let me follow it… they never want me to stick to the morals and principles… they always ask me to do what I truly feel to be true...
They know the real me… the know me in and out… they never misunderstand me…
My devils are my strength… my devils are my guardian angels… my pillars of life… love you a lot… miss you…
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