The good, the bad and the third kind.

Try as I may to keep my calm, it has been so difficult and sometimes impossible to come to terms with these demigods who always want 'their will to be done'. Outsiders consider these demigods to be Prophets and Saints of this millennium. These demigods, who ridicule their relatives, mock their friends, envy their neighbors, profess the power of their prayers, and etch their own rules for others to follow. Here is the third kind I refer to. Like a ghost in the shadow, who tries to prove its power over the dark, and show authority over things they don't deserve. The ghost who lures its prey with cheap offers, offers not even worth a penny. This is the realm of the false reality that these ghost live in. A world, that no intellectual man would approve. Those who have yielded to this ghost for the many years that went by, are the ones at fault. 

Motherhood brings in a lot of changes. Changes for the good and for the worse. For someone who has been so patient all her life, the sudden outburst of the maternal hormones, the stress of managing everything and everyone of the stakeholders has taken her temper's temperament to a new high. A level which does not wish to compromise with the third kind anymore. Is this phase of her face here to stay, or go? I guess its here to stay and cause a revolution. A revolution for people who are here to tickle that fierce side of her, to get her blood boiling everytime they prophesied.

Dealing with the third kind is no child's play. But "When you can't control what's happening, challenge yourself to control the way you respond to what's happening. That's where your power is!"