She.GetsReal

I would like to call my deepest, truest, craziest and the strongest inner personality  – Untamed. It has no shape or colour. It is omnipresent – in every cell of my body and even in my bleakest thoughts.

There were only a few times I unleashed the Untamed. People find it an exaggerated figure but for me it is my one TRUE SELF.  It may spread havoc with its wrath or love with overflowing passion. The Untamed is boundless with my extreme character. But it is beautiful for me. When it overshadows my presentable personality, I feel a hell lot lighter, and free. But it may go both sides. I need those people around me who can embrace the Untamed and not make me feel sorry for it. It stays close to the thin (as hair) line of my sanity. It boils at the edge, with the big hot bubbles erupting at the brim and the tiny splashes spreading around- making people taste its flavour. Some like the taste… some resent it.. But then i don’t care…

I try to hide that in this material world. I am afraid that it may get discouraged by the coward souls. I don’t want to tame it. I want to enhance and grow it in the right direction without making it lose its authenticity.

May be I can help it grow in ways such that I don’t need to hide it from others. But I will never ever dare to push it down. If I do, I know it will bounce back in the worst way.

But I love the Untamed. It is the purest part of my existence which hasn’t been influenced by any pollutant.

Stay Original.

Stay Awesome.