The Submissive

What reaction does that title brings? That is my strategy to ignite interest in the minds of my readers. This 50 shades thing has surely changed a thing (or two) about the way we look at the word submissive. If you are about to get an emotional surge because of the title, disappointment is going to strike you. I am capable of introducing a Mr. Grey here, with a different name. Let us call him Mr. Emotion. You must be wondering about the presence of Miss Steel in this story, aren’t you? I guess you already know the steel of this story, just look into the mirror. The person in the mirror is the one who succumbs to Mr emotions. This was supposed to surprise you, I am happy to see that expression on your face. I am happy that I can communicate with my readers like this.

Now that you have an idea about the purpose of this post, let me take you into the depth of this new sea of my thoughts. I have always believed in emotional independence; more emotional you get, more issues you face. Emotions are the high walls of a compound of our life, get over it to see the things on the other side. Emotions make us vulnerable, leading us to all sort of weird complexities of human mind. I agree that it is not easy to get over emotions, everyone would have mastered it otherwise. Some are gifted with a poker face, others develop it as they move on in life. I belong to the latter category. Never choose to be the submissive of Mr. Emotion, tear him apart. Life is not “50 shades of Grey”, it is the 51st shade of blessing.

Being emotionless is the key to success”

©4yearoldadult

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15 thoughts on “The Submissive”


  1. NDIFFERENT
    By Alyona Vinnitskaya
    I beg you to make my heart
    Of iron armor and steel chains
    So that bullet and sword couldn’t go through
    So that all feelings were not for the world

    I beg you to make my sufferings easier
    Make me invulnerable
    All feelings have become too close to me
    I need to be indifferent

    Chorus:
    I wish to be indifferent
    To be loved, but to not love in return.

    It may be all in vain
    I’m being eaten by thoughts
    I want to be free again
    No one knows about it

    It may be all in vain
    I’m being eaten by thoughts
    I want to be free again
    No one knows about it

    I beg you to make a miracle
    And turn my spring into winter
    Make me sober, freeze my warmth
    Make it so that I wouldn’t care at all

    Turn me into an unapproachable ice
    And break the flight of my soul
    Calm and set me free
    All feelings have become too close to me

    Chorus:
    I wish to be indifferent
    To be loved, but to not love in return.

    It may be all in vain
    I’m being eaten by thoughts
    I want to be free again
    No one knows about it

    It may be all in vain
    I’m being eaten by thoughts
    I want to be free again
    No one knows about it

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    1. Thanks for sharing the link and the lyrics. I believe that we are always in control, but we refuse to accept it. This is the time when we get bogged down, get over it and win.
      Nice to have you on board. Your poem about Life is intense. 🙂

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