Voice to My Thoughts!!!

Why do they judge me? When they do not know me, When they do not understand me. I'm not mad neither I'm sad. It's just me who loves to be alone. I talk less, just to listen more. Yes, I smile, I laugh too. But I stay away from those fake smiles. Am I weird? I don't think so. Don't judge me, I'm just me, being myself. Only God can judge me but even he doesn't know me like I do. It happens with me, when I'm surrounded with new people, they judge me by my less talking or less interaction. They think I'm angry or I'm never happy. But it's not true. I'm happy in my own way. And everyone should be.

It is not usual for me to go to vegetable market, but that was a different day for me. Mom asked me to bring some fruits and two or three vegetables from the market while returning to home. I didn’t like that work but it was raining outside, and I couldn’t say no. While returning home, I stopped by to buy the listed items. I was standing nearby one vegetable vendor who was selling vegetables on the footpath. Suddenly, the rain started falling heavily. He didn't have any roof on him. I stretched my hands back to cover head with a hat of raincoat, but something I heard that halted my action for a second. “What will happen to the people who don’t have a piece of plastic to cover their children from rain? God help them.” His wife ran with some plastic piece to protect her child from rain who was suffering from fever. Those were words of concern of his wife, for others. That incident shook something inside me; it reminded me of a letter I had read when I was in sixth g...