You are judged

You are judged.

Every second of every minute, every minute of every hour, you are judged.

You are judged on your looks, the way you walk, the way you talk, your accent, your smile, your complexion, your skin colour, your attitude, what you wear, the amount of make up you put.

You are judged.

Be it you're the President of the United States's janitor or the doctor providing free operations in Africa, you are judged.

Everyone has an opinion about you, even the lady who glanced at you on the road or that cute girl who you think took no notice of you.

You are judged.

And you cannot say that you don't have bad opinions about someone else. And that is absolutely fine, everyone has a bad opinion on everyone. What's wrong is if you share them with someone else.

It's funny how people remember your mistakes and bad traits instead of all the good and happy things. Funny how people gossip on your mistakes and the times you've screwed up when they hardly talk about the nice things you've done. And how one's opinion on someone can change your opinion on that person.

Funny world we live in, isn't it? We live for perfection; we need everyone to mould into our needs. We require them to be perfect for us, almost like a movie character. If they can't mould into our requirements, we just forget them and probably detest them for not meeting our needs, when we could have altered our requirements.

I might not be making complete sense, It's been a long day for me today and I have been going back and forth some malls. Bottom line is to try and keep your opinions on others to yourself, unless they are like oil to your water, then kill them with kerosene.