It was so easy to come running into Dad's arms cause you were frightened at the sight of a frog that croaked in the midst of your play...and the unconditional hugs and kisses that everyone showered upon me as a child...not for any other reason...but for being me....
Gone are the days when the clouds told stories all by themselves and characters from the Enid Blyton series were before me in all my games and play...The things that were a matter of life and death were no more serious than a hurt knee or a lose tooth all set to fall, and the much awaited trip of the tooth fairy..who i could somehow never be awake to meet!!!!
But now things are changing...and changing real fast...the monster of the Ozone hole is long forgotten...its been surpassed by the demon of recession..and terrorisn and swine flu...and to come to think of it...i still don't care....maybe because i don't want the bubble to burst..i don't want to let go of the past and most of all...i don't want this dream to end....
To world i may appear as someone who is snobbish and full of attitude...to some i maybe the kindest soul on this planet..but i have lost myself in the dellusion of just existing and not living...its all a distant dream...my soul wont talk to me...it doesn't recognise my call anymore....in the game called pretence...i have forgotten who i actually am...
I wonder how when and where will i rediscover myself...i am looking for what i have lost...something that cannot be explained in words...something that hurts in a funny way..i think its what i feel....there is a certain amount of dissent in the air...but why? what have i done to deserve this...
You know, when Shakespeare (Is that how its spelled?) said that world is a stage and people its actors, he was not driving an analogy. He meant it quite literally.
ReplyDeleteWe all wear multiple masks. We act differently in front of different people. For instance, my Dad maybe under a misapprehension that I am the most gentlemanly guy to have ever existed. Thats because I dont ogle at a girl or take large swigs of alcohol when he is around. Similarly I am different in front of different people. There are some many different faces that we wear in a single day. And none of them are truly or rather completely me.
The point being that in all these different masks we forget our own real face. Thats the reason of our discontentment. But as kids you dont care two hoots about what others think and you wear your own face proudly. You are not trying to misrepresent yourself as something else. And so they are are content and happy.
While you cant throw away all your masks and be yourself in this age, I would suggest that you find a couple of friends in front of whom you dont have to wear any mask. And next time you meet a stranger, let him have a glimpse of complete you. He may either hate YOU or fall in love with YOU. But this will allow you to be yourself and give you some relief.
Nice piece. Keep writing and keep smiling.