I have a feeling im going to be left all alone at home this weekend. At the most i'll meet my usual coffee group. No one wants me to come out partying.. not as yet atleast.

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My mother shouts at me if I dont wear compact and kajal.
And if I don't carry a comb.
Or my shoes don't match.

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She should live her own life.
I am not her.

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She is not me.

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I can make out that the peon like the accounts lady in my uncle's office.
Where do these peons even come from?
They seem to be the only people on this planet prone to singing all the time, everywhere.