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Mind Your Own Business

 


 Lately, I have realized that it is better to be left alone rather than be a part of the circumstances where you feel like a servant. It is time to make own choices and distinguish between things as to what to do and what not to do.


 Most of the times I would prefer to be labelled in the category of ' what not to do ' rather than be treated as a ragged doll. It is time to avoid all the useless clutter of my life and live a life like an equal member of the family.


 I ain't servant to anyone and I am not even answerable to anyone. It is my life and I will decide what to do as per whatever my brother says and rest are not required anymore as they are more like pain in the back all the time.


 It is best especially when one minds his own business and not puke all the time in other people's life. I go by the rule book and not the pages. It is hard to struggle between dim lights especially when the other half is far away.


 I am trapped in a tin box anlly need to set myself free from this boring existence. I have suffered enough but not anymore. I am going to simply reject any proposal that I get as I am fed up with this cluttered life. 

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