The Under dog & Me

My definition of the Under-dog is someone who is over-looked, not cared for, under estimated and that person who sits quietly in a corner waiting for someone to talk to. 

I have always been a bit protective of my family and close pals, but some stranger in dire need manages to make my eyes and nose runny. This stems from the thought that, I have myself to pull me through tough situations (I try hard), but what if that person does not have that strength? What if he/she thinks no one cares or life is just too difficult?

No. I'm not a saint. I don't work selflessly. But I want to make this world a bit happier, at the least try to help people if I can. Sometimes, all a person needs is just some one to say, "You are not alone. I'm there." For some, these are just words, for some even words mean a lot. 

To be honest, I don't remember anyone telling me those words, except that person in the mirror ( If the reader has, do remind me to thank you and then scold me for being an ungrateful wretch) . Most of the times, I think it's because I hate showing my vulnerability. I am heavily armored. However, I believe, just because the world gives you a short hand, doesn't meant you have to. I rationalize that there are people like me, so I say, " I'm there, don't worry." 

I mean it too. The only time I abscond is when I think my good intentions are taken advantage of, or if the other person thinks my attentions are a given or if their sadness should have me fawn over them. Oh, no you don't. I bend, but never to play slave to your sad princess. 

It's not about Karma either. Good deeds count.. good thoughts just make you happy. 

I love 'She will be loved' by Maroon5. My favorite lyrics goes like this, "Look for the girl with the broken smile, ask her if she wants to stay a while and she will be loved."

 The irony is that I'm the girl with the broken smile belting out crappy karaoke just to make another person feel better. And no, I'm not complaining. I'm proud. I don't mind clowning about if some one else can laugh through their tears. I just wish more people had the same outlook in life.

I love the under dog because that person needs it more than anyone else. If you can spread a cheer why not? In life, it is not always about getting things in return. Giving might just make you more happier. So if you are an under dog, know that we can go on a tire pissing spree together!! :-D