Always thought of myself as Elinor in the movie "sense and sensbility " originally a novel by Jane Austen. Exactly as her harbouring all my overwhelming emotions and passion in grave silence.Falling in single sided love and out of love silently, giving you the"everything is alright" expression,seeming perfectly normal when deep inside im falling in a deep chasm of neverending suffering.Struggling but at the end succeeding in keeping my integrity, dignity and strength.Preventing any public breaking point with every cell and atom of power, courage and will that i have.
Holding back ure tears, feeling a lump in your throat that you try hard to swallow, keeping the tone of your voice from becoming shaky and standing on your feet was never an easy task in the worst of the worst moments.However as Elinor i managed and did it.I share with her the fact that she never confided nor communicated and no soul knew what is she going through even those who are close to her.Just keeping it to herself, to her heart and mind.Acting towards her unfulfilled hopeless lost love with sensebility in its earnest and most sincere way hence gainning the respect, praise and admiration from her unknown,untold story.
On the contrary to her sister Marianne who represented the sense in its very meaning.Scandilizing herself with pity from everyone for her unleashed, carefree irrational yet spontaneous display of affection which was met by betrayel and breaking of present but unsaid vows.Leaving besides a mourning heart,a stir of juicy gossip with everyone showing fake compassion when deep inside its the joy of a malison.
Holding back ure tears, feeling a lump in your throat that you try hard to swallow, keeping the tone of your voice from becoming shaky and standing on your feet was never an easy task in the worst of the worst moments.However as Elinor i managed and did it.I share with her the fact that she never confided nor communicated and no soul knew what is she going through even those who are close to her.Just keeping it to herself, to her heart and mind.Acting towards her unfulfilled hopeless lost love with sensebility in its earnest and most sincere way hence gainning the respect, praise and admiration from her unknown,untold story.
On the contrary to her sister Marianne who represented the sense in its very meaning.Scandilizing herself with pity from everyone for her unleashed, carefree irrational yet spontaneous display of affection which was met by betrayel and breaking of present but unsaid vows.Leaving besides a mourning heart,a stir of juicy gossip with everyone showing fake compassion when deep inside its the joy of a malison.
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