Insight through Words

 Caught between the battles of the mind, or the battles of ego, or the battles of society, through no fault of his own, my dog has to live away from me, or to put it aptly, I have to live away from him.  Or perhaps  I am overthinking it, perhaps he has no desire or longing for me, but let me go with my instinct and his wagging tail everytime he sees me, to conclude this cruel way of world keeps me away from my dog.   I called mom, told her, hey mom please cook dinner for me today. Called her early because that's the specific thing she asked me do the next time I was droping to my own home. Own home? Or is it? I don't know. She just said, dont come, don't come because you don't finish your food and if I ask you to finish it, you get upset.  So here I am , asking again, where is my home? Where is the place that I can call my own? No where actually. And sadly this is the reality of every girl out there living in a society like ours. You just lose everything, y...