I am Called as an Owl

You might be thinking that after eagles,now I am up for praising owls,endorsing their beauty,sketching them blah blah. But LOL this time I am talking about myself under this title. I am often called as an “OWL” by my friends, not because I look like one but just because like owls i sleep at day and wake up all night.

I am crazy in my own way. When everybody is busy in their dreams I have my eyes wide open imagining the scenarios and events that I wish could have happened in the past or would happen in the future, and that makes me happy. But is that enough to define me as crazy??? Who says I am crazy???
I mean the only difference is that they dream while sleeping while I prefer dreaming with my eyes open.

I am not a demanding person at all but I am crazy in my own way. When all the girls think about their guys,their dream boys, I am busy in making a perfect scenario in mind of a happily married life of ny best friend. When every girl gets her hands on her favourite jewellery, I am busy in offering the same to my younger siblings. When everybody at home buys costly fancy heels for an upcoming event, I am mom buy only the casual ones so that my dad doesn’t have to pay much. When everybody else designs their next wardrobe, I am just busy texting because I don’t care how I look.
But is that enough to define me as crazy??? Who says I am crazy???
I mean the only difference is that they have their own interests and I have my own.

It’s just that I consider myself a “Rebel”.
When everybody listens to the lectures in class, I am busy sleeping (Thanks God! I don’t snore). When everybody studies for exams, I am busy sketching. When everybody is ready for the school, gets in the car, I am still busy doing my hair. When everybody gets their hands on the breakfast, I am still busy yawning in the bathroom. And lastly today; a day before my exam, everybody else is studying and I am busy blogging.

O man! That’s mere madness.

Or most likely I would call myself as
” A social antagonist, an Official Rebel and a free flying Insomniac Owl”

But still does that define me as crazy??? Who says I am crazy???

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