OKAY. I WANTED TO THANK GOD FOR LETTING ME LOAD THIS PAGE SUCESSFULLY. BUT IT SEEMS TO MAKE ANOTHER FUN ON ME. FIRST, I DUNNO WHAT THE HELL OF THE 'ENTER' KEY HAS GONE WRONG. IT DOESN'T FUNCTION AT ALL ON THIS PAGE. SO I END UP COULDN'T SEPARATE MY WORDS INTO SHORT SENTENCES BUT ONLY A LONG LONG SENTENCE !! SECOND, I CAN ONLY TYPE WITH ALL CAPITAL LETTERS !!!! I REALLY HAVE NO IDEA WHY??!!  ALRIGHT. I BET THIS IS THE WORST PART OF BEING TORTURED IN WHICH YOU DON'T FEEL HURT; YOU DON'T FEEL HEARTACHE; AND NOTHING UPSETS YOU OR TEARS YOUR HEART INTO PIECES BUT YOU JUST COULDN'T STABILIZE YOU MIND TO TRY THE BEST YOU CAN TO ENJOY EVERY SINGLE SECOND, FOR NOW. I THINK, THEN CONSIDER, THEM RE-THINK AGAIN, AND DECIDE : I DON'T LIKE HERE. AT THE TIME OF FIGHTING FOR DENTISTRY, TIL THE MOMENT THAT IT BECOMING THE MAJOR PART OF MY LIFE, I STILL REMEMBER VIVIDLY THAT THE UNIMAGINABLE TORTURE THAT I HAVE BEAR. TIL NOW, IT STILL TORTURING ME : TO FORCE ME STAYING AT THE PLACE I DON'T LIKE; TO FORCE ME BEING WITH THE PEOPLE WHO ARE SO OUT OF MINE. AND CHICHI SAID :'' BIT YOU DON'T LIKE TO STAY AT HOME ALSO.'' YES. SOMETHING ABSOLUTELY CORRECT WHICH ALSO DRIVES THE SHARPEST NAIL INTO THE DEEPEST PART OF MY HEART. WHAT MOST PATHETIC IS- NO PLACE FITS YOU WELL, OR, PERPHAPS YOU DON'T FIT WELL IN ANY PLACE. I DUNNO WHAT THE HELL WRONG IS SPINING OVER THE EARTH. EVERYTHING IS JUST SO WRONG IN EVERY SINGLE WAY. DR. VARUN, MY MOST DETESTABLE PHYSIOLOGY LECTURER, WHO FINALLY SAID SOMETHING I AGREE. HE SAID : '' YOU TRY TO ASK YOURSELF 5 QUESTIONS, AND THEY WILL EVENTUALLY COME TO THE SAME ANSWER. WHY ARE YOU HERE? WHY ARE YOU GAINING NEW KNOWLEDGES? WHY ARE YOU BECOMING A DENTIST? WHY ARE YOU WANTING TO EARN MONEY? WHY ARE YOU WANTING TO LEAD A BETTER LIFE? THE ULTIMATE ANSWER IS- YOU WANT TO BE HAPPY.'' EVERYBODY DOES. BUT WHY AM I NOT FEELING HAPPY? IS THE HAPPINESS LYING IN FORNT OR IT HAS ENDED LONG TIME AGO? ANOTHER ONE AND THE HALF YEAR. DON'T TELL ME THE BULLSHIT OF IT IS PASSING SOON. IF YOU ARE HERE, THEN YOU WILL KNOW HOW THE TIME IS REALLY SLOW. ON MY THIRD DAY BACK TO INDIA AGAIN, MY MOM FINALLY MAKE HER FIRST CALL TO ME. TO ANSWER HER PHONE, I NEED HUGE COURAGE. I DUNNO IS SHE GOING TO CRY OVER THE PHONE AGAIN THIS TIME OR NOT. I HATE PEOPLE CRY, BUT IT SEEMS MYSELF BECOMING A CRY BABY! AND SHE ASKED: '' HOW ARE YOU DOING THERE?'' I HOPE SHE WOULD CARE MORE HOW I WAS DOING DURING AT HOME. I HOPE, I REALLY REALLY HOPE THAT THIS IS JUST A POST-VACANTION SYNDROME, PLEASE DON'T LAST WITHIN ME FOR TOO LONG. ANYHOW,I KNOW SOME RIGHTEST THINGS ARE STILL CONTINUING : MY SISTERS AND I; MY BOYFRIEND AND I; AND MY DREAM AND I. EMOTIONALLY DOSED; HZE

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Genuinely by Hazel Frances