The Unabridged Version of a Rational Emotional Mind

 Sometimes I wish I were born a bird instead I could spread my wings and fly Without worrying about people Saying I don’t have what it takes to fly high I could soar as high as the sky Without looking back, looking down On what is expected of me Sure I won’t fly too close to the Sun I know better than Icarus that Over-ambitions can burn   Sometimes I wish I was born an ant instead I could eat as much sugary treats as I wanted Hoard them even, for all I care! The quite hard-work, pain and toil I put Would reap me more benefits as an ant Than as a human Being a female would only bear privilege In the ant’s world Far be it to get the same respect as a woman In the human’s man’s world   But I was born a human Much to my dismay Feeling all these emotions My heart wishes to play That an ant or a bird would never have To fathom or display The constant pain in my chest The constant utterances in my head- ‘You are not go...

Ever since I stepped into the threshold of adolescence, I have never taken an afternoon nap. I always thought that naps are a waste of time; time that I can use productively. This sentiment was strong in me even during the lazy days of summer holidays in school and college. I would rather sit idle, doing absolutely nothing, mindlessly watch T.V. for hours on end, than take a nap. But today, at 4.56pm, all of that changed. I woke up from my first nap in over a decade and now I wanna kill the old me for believing that naps are over-rated. Waking up in the afternoon felt as if I was waking up to a new morning with new possibilities. I had the renewed energy to face the rest of the day with more enthusiasm. Now why am I ranting about my nap right now? It is to tell you how I stumbled across another great reality in our lives. See, I had created this notion that ‘naps are over-rated’ without ever having tested the validity of that premise in my life. I just believed what I chose to be...