If you ask me who I am, I would say, I don’t know, you tell me! I am the one who has put people’s lives at stake. I am the one who has taught them new things. I’m also the one they regret about, the one they try to hide from others, the one they are ashamed of than happy about. No, I don’t leave them easily nor do I stay with them forever. I am who I have always been, you can either accept or ignore me, I don’t promise your growth nor your doom.
Today, when I’m on my deathbed, I’m asking myself who is to be blamed ? My dad who got married to my mom ? My mother who conceived me and gave a healthy birth ? My family who watched me grow up? Or simply the society ? What is it ? I ask myself, what’s the bigger mistake ? My life or my living ?
Well, I am who I am, a Mistake.