I WAS GIVING IT ALL TO THE BLUES..

I was unhappy with myself, blamed, cribbed, complained and fretted over almost everything. 

I didn't like to see the mirror because it made me look ugly.

I was seeing myself as perfect and detested reflections.

I swung abuses and hurtful words because I "thought" my silence isn't working.

I was raged, held grudge, I judged and was tactlessly blunt. 

I cried being short-tempered because I needed sympathy from people.

I went to the beach to see the dirt, neglecting the vastness of the gorgeous sea behind.

I was not letting go being insecure.

Nothing was enough.

I fought to get what I "thought" I deserved.

I was creating blues. (self-destruction)

I was rebounded, fell flat on my face, was kicked, was spitted upon and mocked upon ruthlessly.

I laughed, "Oh!!, this life does give birthday bumps on no birthdays at all." ;)

I was enjoying the mess. (acceptance)

I looked at the world around, had an insight, accepted the reality- I realised that I was wrong.

I saw myself as an individual, not as a self-obsessed philosopher running away from responsibilies and the reality.

I was experiencing the change. (enlightenment)

I fought back to win. I gave up to loose.

I was compassionate.

I was earning back my life. (actually living before I die)

(Not from the hands of bodhisattva)