Wednesday, 21 September 2011

Meat Market aka Marriage Market

My parents are trying to auction me off like some sort of cattle in the marriage mart. Every single achievement that I have been proud of till now, is being looked over, poked and prodded by every Tom, Dick and Harry. I have been judged, analysed and found wanting by people who are not even worthy of my respect. I am being made to feel old, ugly and not upto par.

I have had enough of this nonsense.....

Mood: Depressed





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