This emptiness you feel inside which no amount of happiness can fill, the pain you feel when you connect with someone on a deeper level and they treat you like a strangers, the immortal and eternal sorrow that has anchored in your heart that makes you realise that even though you give your best, try to adapt to a society, blend in numerous times in a normal crowd, you will always be different from them. You won’t be able to enjoy the ordinary, the normal, the typical. How much ever you try, you will feel like a fish out of water, like being alone in a crowded room, like you want to scream at the top of a mountain but as those words leave your mouth they disappear from your surrounding and be empty just like your heart.

That moment in time when more than happiness, more than love , more than all the wealth in this world, all you crave for and die for is for that one person who connects with you in a deeper level, the one who understands you, the only one whom you can hug and cry without being judged or teased.

That is when you will realise no amount of ordinary events will be enough to fill your extraordinary heart 💓.

That’s when you will realise it’s okay to be not normal, it’s okay not to be ordinary. What is not okay is not to accept that your extraordinary.