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Set me free

May be It's not the time
May be not the moment May be It's not right But just for the moment
Let's forget what ought to be And just let things be Just for the moment Hold my hand and set me free
I know deep down you feel it too And it's not the thing to say But life didn't promise us roses It wasn't fair anyway 
Put your feet on the ground  And feel the earth beneath Let something change inside you  Because it would anyway
Look into my eyes Like you always wanted to And tell me you're there                                                           And hear me say the same to you Because you know I'm there 
Smile at me like you smile from within A smile that reaches your eyes Hold my hand Like you always wanted to And let's go there 
A place where we are free.. 

Time is not what binds us Time sets us free All you need to do is hold my hand

The art of feeling inferior

To feel is an art and seldom do we get it right.-Damini
Right from the day we are born, it is the world around us that tells us what attributes we have. What's good, what's bad, what needs improvement etc, is decided by other people around us,including our parents. 
All throughout our lives,our thoughts, feelings and beliefs are governed by these individuals, who by some power have the authority to determine who we are. 
Oh! She doesn't talk too much but he talks a lot! He isn't as fair as him but he's not as intelligent as him. You should be more outgoing, while you should be a little less and so on and so forth. 
By the time we grow up and embrace our reality, we realise that we haven't really grown up as fully functional beings. Rather, we are fragmented versions of ourselves;waiting for the world to put the pieces together so that we can make sense of ourselves. 
Constantly basing our judgments about our own sleeves, on the basis of those very people who are not…