i've turned cold.

you know, in the past i used to wonder how my sister could just stand there, get slapped, and feel nothing. not move. not cry. not get angry. nothing.

i told her i thought it was worse than crying, screaming, yelling, fighting back. it was a sign of no emotion; that she'd turned cold - inside. "i never want to be like that, ever" i said.

then now i realise...

the point in my life has come, when i too have become cold. i just stood there, got slapped. and hit. and i felt nothing. i used to sob buckets, cry myself to sleep, whatever it took to help me get over it. but just now, less than 5 minutes ago, i stood there silently. not a tear.

not a damn tear.