PS: Beware! Read and Forget post! (a.k.a situational rant)
my dearest friend A said...
"well, i know i was the one who always shared and told you everything. you never shared anything about yourself"
...one of the accusations most often levied on my unabashedly laconic soul is the one above. i have been charged, tried and proven guilty and punished also many-a-times for this crime. but i am unrepentant.
its like reading a book. you flip through the pages, read the words. look up the meaning of the ones you do not know in the dictionary. you carry on and eventually you finish the book. you understand what was written in the pages. sometimes you take the help of others, scholars, who explain to you what the words mean. cause sometimes words can have two meanings, or even more. you can Google it up as well. but the one thing that you can't do is to read the thoughts of the writer. you can't feel the exact same emotion that the writer undergoes while penning down the words. what the writer is thinking...no, that is the sacred domain of the writer. similarly, my innermost thoughts are my own.
...i am an extrovert. i am a traveler. i am a talker. i am a listener. i am a storyteller. i am a friend. i am a best friend. i am a brother. i am a son. i am the cat's daddy. i am a teacher. i am a student. i am a stranger. i am an acquaintance. i am a beer-buddy. i am a partner-in-crime. i am the one you love. i am the one you hate. i am a lot of things. and i never deny any of them. i always leave behind a trail of words for you to read. juicy tidbits if you may...
but what are my innermost thoughts about myself are only for me to figure out and know. you should know that your not knowing who i am is not going to change my relation or my response to you. it is my choice to remain aloof. you are free to try and decipher me, figure me out, understand me or simply judge me if you must. i most definitely won't talk about myself and indulge you, there are enough people in this world to do that for you. accusing me of not sharing my thoughts and 'opening up' is not going to get anyone anywhere. all you shall ever get is a smile. and then one more story of what happened one day...
...so anyone want to hear a fun story? it's a good one i tell ya!
PPS: all right! rant over. now if you want the honest truth; its simply that to me you are more interesting & hence I'd rather talk about you. so go figure!