thats brilliantly said👏Originally posted by: austenrox
OH. MY. FREAKING. GOD. okay...i have never called her the "b" word...and i can NEVER ...i repeat , NEVER call any girl the "S" word , because i am a part of the female species and i respect the species' dignity...just cause different women have different opinions and perceptions on spending different sorts of mannerisms in their personal lives..gives us no right to brand or stereotype one particular impulsive step in our personal lives as the "s" word..nor girls who are afraid to take any step in their personal lives should be taunted or teased and be branded as a virgin...all women spend and experience their love life their own ways...some are regrets and some are surprisingly candy floss fairytales...so what? being girls how can we even think of confining one particular way of a girl spending her personal life as nerdy or s**tty? If anyone calls Sharon that , it just shows that how being girls , we can't respect our own gender and don't even have the hurt to feel how the "s" word stabs our dignity and even our existence to blood...even women in this exploiting profession of being prostitutes don't deserve to be called this pathetic , skin crawling word...so if anyone has called sharon that , it just shows their low mentality and lack of emotion , though being a girl..as 99% of IF's population have girls filled...right?
About Sharon...oh , well ... i know her defense mechanisms...very familiar with them...but we are ultimately responsible for our own conscious actions and our deliberate intentional motives...if we step our shoes knowingly into a puddle of mud..we should have the guts to face the consequences of that brown stain on our shoes which we deliberately caused in doing so...defenses can't ever justify demeaning someone...like kriya..swayam..bharat. she had no right to do so in the past no matter how complicated , insecure and lonely a person feels..i also have defenses... i have also hurt someone...but , ever since i have realized that it is hurting me in my eyes to see me as something i am completely not...i have become normal and my usual self...we have no right to hurt anyone...everyone is worth understanding and value...anyway..the thing is... i scream at her , accuse her , impulsively abuse her , empathize with her , cry for her..and most importantly , sometimes seriously lose patience because of the constant hide and seek of her conscious and sub-conscious flares of some severely appalling Jekyll and Hyde shades...and yet , Sharon Rai Prakash , i see you ... I finally see your heart's conflict through it's insane crashes between your pulse rates and its strange , uncanny anxiety that finally reach your eyes ; your eyes which fear on the edge of the cliff-hanging precipice of tears ... finally , i felt your heart waking from its dormant sleep and actually channelize its pragmatic function besides trying to convince the world and your conscience that it is just a blood pumping engine for you...finally!...all the sediments of undermined restlessness...those bleeding , intrigued flashes of pain of the inner, lost and vulnerable girl suffering and suffocating midst the confined walls of Sharon's soul for as long as the faint linen of time was ripped apart open to the world explicitly by these past few days...those concealed , frigid walls finally eroded and made a pathway towards her chest...and i felt that journey through which the naive , scared and lost girl was following the path of a serene silver mist reaching to "the diva" mask's artificially stitched skin.She could not escape herself yesterday...when her scorned heart emphasized on how something inside her dies when she faces the cold , dignified and ignorant Swayam ; something inside her eroded walls bled for the reason , in yesterday's episode ...she was awake midst the black stitched night , knitted by Destiny who was mock-grinning at her till the rise of the golden crest [sun]...to the extent that the pool of tears were having their jolly time swimming midst those helpless , pain stricken , mascaraed irises of hers..when swayam said that Shivam would not like the fact that she even remembers his phases of ignorance towards her...oh well..these days ...i met her and hugged the girl inside Sharon , you know why? cause she made me laugh and cry at the same time... for being so delighted that she found herself and yet , so insecure and scared that the girl inside her will go back to those entrapped walls within her again...but i finally found her and i am not letting her go...and i thank her for making me realize why do i love her and why do i care enough to love or hate her in the first place...