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Convenience

"It's easy for you to choose a convenient way", said he.
"Yes",  I agreed.

It is so easy for each one of us to judge other's action. We think the whole world is on the greener side whereas we are left to deal with our own insecurities. Isn't it easy to keep ourselves in denial than face the ugly truths of life? Perhaps not,  to keep someone in denial is being selfish, it's choosing convenience instead of pushing oneself to face the crude reality.

I knew I was being selfish but perhaps I was not being true to myself. There is this threshold in your life which when you reach, you realise you had had enough. Enough of hurting others, enough of being judged, enough of expecting the unachievable and it
is in that very moment you come home to yourself :tired, broken yet true to yourself. You question your selfish soul, bargain with your adamant heart, pacify your judged self and at the end you sit down and let things be as they are meant to be. You no longer put on petty fights, you no longer fear judgements, opinions hardly bother you.

For, since you have chosen your convenient way you no longer have the right to fuss around.

Let you no longer be fooled by the greener side, grey is what belongs to you.

It might sound easy but to put yourself on someone else's shoe and live their story can never be convenience.

Afterall how do we decide what is convenient and what not! YOU NEVER LIVED HER SIDE OF THE STORY, DID YOU ?

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