The girl in the mirror stood there,thinking!An outwardly bright cheerful girl,in her teenage,struggling with her thoughts and trying to adapt to her new environment..In search of someone,someone like her own self.It was for the first time,she left her house,her parents.Now she knew,each little decision will be her's,her own responsibility!There will be no one to guide her..no one to make her feel herself!So she stood there..in search of someone..who would understand her and accept her the way she was..with broken English,oily long hair and clad in a dark green Kurti..She stood there...watching the silky haired girls walking in the campus with good looking boys, holding hand in hand!It seemed to her,to where had she come.She wanted to go,but she knew she couldn't...Days passed..she tried,staying with many a people..but soon she used to realize that they warent of her kind.While some constantly gloated about their newly bought sexy i-phones,the others always talked of hanging out after the college hours!There were some too,who,as she talked and walked,used to mock her!And there were some who defined ,ridiculing others,the best masti they could do! Ask me,what the real masti is,she thought.Its not that the girl in the mirror never had enjoyed...but it was only a matter of time..One phase back,if she was lucky to have a whole bunch,who was like her...then this was the opposite ! Every other day,she got to know the 'real being' hidden under the costly garments and a necklace of broken promises and faith.But,She wasn't the one,who needed your pity!She wasn't the one who couldn't spend for a party..But sometimes,its just the matter of choice!She would boldly reply and argue,even if the whole class was against her and if she knew that they were wrong!This lead to the people calling her 'rude' and 'cunning'!A little cunning obviously she had turned,but it was they,who taught her..But deep inside,she was still the same person..calm ,quite ,ambitious and a girl fighting for the justice,be it with her own self! A year passed,she was able to discover more and more about the bitter truths of life..She used to silently sit in the class,in her lunch break,trying to connect with her inner self,which seemed to her ,to be lost somewhere,in the attempts of outwardly changing herself,or chatting with someone ,for whom she was an alternative,when the 'someone' had a little fight over a matter,with her group.There was another, similar to her,not that she had the impression of being rude,but someone who always thought that recesses should always be spent in serenity,living a life of a fictitious character,be it only for an hour.Time flew,bonding strengthened.She had almost begun to believe,she had finally found a person ,alike her...But..somewhere deep inside,she had been hurt,because of something,that she still,is trying to figure out!Maybe this relationship of theirs need a little more maturity,nourishing,care and faith!
