When I am quiet, the world seems to ask me why. Even the snake in my hand has lost its ability to bite. And these are my answers. It is basically a state of mind. Appreciation of oneself comes from being quiet. I don't really know myself till I play hard to give my opinion. In all sort of ways and opinion, I am quiet disposed to others. But unfortunately I am being perceived as weak and has become the target of their whims and fancies. And at a glance it makes me feel like a fool. The night and my sleep bespeaks my anger. And I have had enough of it. I am so much with the whole wide wide world now and the world smiles at me. Why? I am a quiet person now...
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