I.N.S.E.C.U.R.I.T.Y

insecurity

the voice of the devil

one day you wake up from a horrible unplanned sleep

books sprawled at your left and your right

you sit up and muster every ounce of your body to grab the towel

and head for the toilet

in pathetic fear of being splashed with drops of ice

and as you set foot on the cold floor

you stepped on papers

from a file that got knocked down from your bed

while you were asleep

you picked them up

and saw that the clock struck midnight

leaving poor cinderella chasing for time

leaving poor you devastated

that you have to

pick up the papers

take a shower

qada' subuh much to your ultimate agony and hatred on yourself

get dressed

within 10 minutes

because dr banos class starts 5 minutes after

but its okay

you managed

you reached class in a jiffy, not realising that dr bano was actually one step away from you

you sorted out your papers

within that one step diference fr dr bano

and she entered class

pheww.. and you saw your friends,,

you smile and laugh

even if your top was a total mismatch

your hair a mess

your miseries disappeared

the next day

you woke up early

this time elated

that for one

homework was served

for two

you have planned what would you be wearing

for three

you get to go for breakfast

then you reached class

you see your friends

and worked that normal smile and laugh

but this time you realise

you dont mean it

WHY DO I HAVE TO KEEP ON ENTERTAINING THEM

would they do the same if they had a bad horrid day

this is where the devil utters his repulsive words of

INSECURITY