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The Narcissist

heyo ...
Perhaps i was wrong ...
maybe this need to write just doesnt thrive on the feeling of love or any such problem ...
its just the feeling of being that makes me write these notes ...
so been sometime since i have been told by an astrologer that
i will be sensitive (emotionally) for 10 years , long time ..
well 2010 was the beginning of it and 2020 will be the supposed end of it ..
so been thinking on how can i become emotional all of a sudden .. and then it hit me ..
i have been writing since 2010 only , been noticing little details since then only .. 
so conclusion i twisted something in order to fit something ...
but yea while the topic is at hand
i suddenly lack empathy for others and started taking care of my own self .. 
i supposedly won "the most compassionate Mira-ite" award
(i saw the name on the trophy just a few weeks back and got it that it was a title given to me only ..
although i have no memory of getting it )..
so that compassionate one is gone and the narcissist has taken his place ..
i tend to ignore people now..  feel like im needed by everyone for some cause or the other
(oh god i love my self) ,
argument to prove myself right just for the sake of triumph..
guess i became what i loathed .. but im kinda happy
i feel blessed for i think now  that earlier in life i have been giving to a thankless wold now
i wish to take it back for i dont care..

P.S .. someone please complain about dogs of vikas kunj.. despite me,my brother's and 2 other couple's attempts a cat died just because it was injured a lot 
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