I've had a lovely weekend with my mum...hmmm....
She arrived on Friday late afternoon with her usual bag of food after I'd told her not to bring anything....and left the same day with the same bag....only the food now stored in my refrigerator.
I worked so hard on my house to make it presentable to my mum.
The first thing she noticed was my computer and asked me why I have placed computer in my bedroom.
I mumbled and run away pretending to do something else.
As far as I'm aware....my mum doesn't read this blog. And I know if I tell her she'll never show an interest in my blog.
She doesn't have a computer and isn't interested in the Internet....but sometimes I just wish she'd have a quick look to see what's going on in my life.
My BLOG is my life...hmmm....I write what I experience…I write what I feel….I write what I want…and sometimes I write just to impress.
I often find it a shame if I'm honest because I've been dying to tell her about my blog with so many unusual post I published and all the many supportive friends I have made online...but I know she wouldn't understand.
I wish I could tell someone….about my blog…who would listens to me.
Who could read my words and digests my thoughts; understands my passion for social interaction and appreciates my success as a blogger.
I sometimes feel she's missing out on seeing the other side of my life....the side I enjoy...the blogging, the social networking as a whole.
I idolized my mum so much that I felt I only want to impress her.
I know I don’t have anything else to impress her with….perhaps my regular posts or friend’s comments impress her?
For now....I'll look forward to seeing my mum again....but I doubt I'll ever explain the concept behind Thinking.
تعریف اور تعارف - اپنی تعریف اور اپنے تعارف میں فرق ہوتا ہے، فرق رہنا چاہیے
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