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Shudh desi feelings......






You know what sometimes I love to cry when I see sad movies...
I initially used to think that I am so funny...
But I really loved crying and felt light after that....so light.... and I love this quality about me...the tears are real...
100% pure....Shudh desi tears...
I laugh a lot too when I watch movies...
Too much...still remember the days when I and my sister would laugh on the stupidest of the joke and my dad used to shout at us... “Does anyone else laugh so loudly around here in our neighborhood?” We would look at each other, become quiet for a millisecond and be back to even louder laughter....while dad would look at us in frustration and his eyes would go towards our mom pleading her to control this laughing monster who was inside us.
And we still laugh even today while mine and her husband exchange glance with each other when the laughing gas is in the room.... we laugh till we start crying!!!
It is such a wonderful exercise !!!
It feels like running a full marathon whenever I visit my sister because th
ere is so much laughing exercise happening around... total dhamaal!!!
100% pure ....Shudh desi laughter....
And I also get scared when I watch movies. I have seen so many movies with my hands over my eyes and holding onto the dress of the person who sits next to me... sometimes shouting and screaming as if the ghost and the skeleton have supernatural powers to come out of the movie screen.
But you know what the fear is “REAL”. 100% pure – Shudh Desi fear....
I am not talking about expressing emotions in front of each and everyone but... there are some people who deserve to see the real us. These people do not want the “mask” of adulthood and maturity on us. It is very difficult to wear this mask when there is so much mess and turmoil inside sometimes....
A few of these people – the trusted ones, the ones who deserve to see the real we give us that space of love and non-judgment and we can take our masks off and breathe... ufff .....breathe the life around and also allow ourselves to see the genuine self within...
The irony is that sometimes we too don’t know our own selves... and taking off the mask and looking at yourself in this light of “freedom” from so-called social nuances helps us!!!
So express yourself....in front of the trusted ones...
Take the mask off ...
And experience
100% pure....Shudh desi tears...
100% pure.....Shudh desi laughter...
100% pure.....Shudh desi fear...
Let them be pure and not polluted by masks of adulthood
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