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WITH EXPECTATIONS COMES A MASK!!!

Have you ever wondered why the best things in life are always unexpected, only because there were no expectations to compare them to. People expect you to be brave, sometimes you pretend that you are, even when you are frightened down to your very bones. How, and more importantly, Why does this happen ?

A small intense fight with her mom got her thinking about the E-word. Her mom was open about all her expectations from her and extremely fragile. She got slapped by reality in the face. As soon as her mom left the room, she opened the second drawer in her cupboard and looked at it. It was there. The MASK. Her MASK. Her virtual life saviour.
It met her eyes, twisted its lips into a wicked smile and spat.








So, You need me again ? I had my mind believe that this is my grave, after the way you threw me here the last time'

She managed a sad 'Yes, I need you again'

She grabbed it inhumanly, put it on her face and saw it coming to life, blending in with her, become an inseparable part of her being. She had suddenly become ugly to her own eyes. She strode out of my room, and let the veil take care of all she couldn't.
Later that night, She tore it away from herself, it had it's victory smile on, content as a vampire who had just ripped her throat off, and got a taste of her fresh human blood, fed on her.
She threw it away into it's regular place.
She was broke. She knew she was incomplete without it.
And they both drifted to sleep.







Was it wrong for her to put it on ? Should she have let mom feel bad and not care ? What is the thing with Expectations ? Why are they always touching the skies ? Is it really important to meet them ?

I say 'No, it's not'.
Stop meeting people's wrong expectations and in return they'll someday thank you for it.
Drop the veil and be the real you. You're fearless and brave.

Somebody you don't like, pretends to be a friend, and you have to fake it too.
Somebody will get hurt if you spill the truth, you are expected to zip your lip, and you do it. WHY ?
A wise soul once enlightened me saying


HAPPINESS = REALITY - EXPECTATIONS.

Wish it were all as easy as a mathematical problem.

Blessed are those who never expect, for they shall never get disappointed.


Time to unveil the true you, Expect less and Live more



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