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“All day I think about it, then at
night I say it.
Where did I come from, and what am I supposed
to be doing?
I have no idea.
My soul is from elsewhere, I’m sure of that.
And I intend to end up there.” Rumi
Today when I reminisce, I realise
that most people had held me at an arm’s length. Or was it me who was keeping others
at bay? I used to have a masked air which made people think twice before
talking to me. I knew I didn’t have a friendly appearance. Or had I deliberately made
myself unfriendly so that none would come near me? I was a lone wolf and made
my face completely bare leaving others to wonder about my thoughts. I was branded as the one with a big attitude.
But I was not. Actually I was scared.
I was always at a loss for words. I didn’t know what and how to talk. My tongue got glued when people came to me. My voice refused to come out from my throat
when I opened my mouth. Conversation is an art, and I lacked the skill. My hands
would sweat and my throat would become dry. I’d falter and blabber. My voice
would vanish. I languished in my own world of unresolved thoughts and memories.
I couldn’t cry too. The tears were sealed. How I had longed to weep out the tons
of emotions, anger and tensions!! How I had longed to wipe out those little
drops when they spill out!! My pillows
were always dry. Those little pearls would rise up from my heart, to get locked
behind my closed eyes.
My friends think of me as an
outgoing person. But deep inside, I am extremely private. I keep myself well shielded from the slaps of
life. I bridle my emotions. Life became less messy when I became obedient,
undemanding and sacrificing, when I cropped the wings of my dreams. But that isn’t
living, is it? That’s just an existence. I wanted to live. I wanted to come out from
behind my veil. I wanted push myself back from the edge of self destruction. I
wanted to dive into the sea of life and swim along with the tide freely. I want
to soothe the fears that plague me. I want to..........................