PS: Beware! Read and Forget post! (a.k.a situational rant)
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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!
:)
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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!
7 comments:
What I know of you is enough. What You know of me is enough. Anything else we discover about each other over the years, is like another scoop of icecream in a do-it-yourself sundae.
Soheni: couldn't have put it any better myself! patience, why is it such a rare virtue??
i have a feeling that we shall do just fine my dear friend (although i still trip over the manner in which we first came to be so).
:)
Hey dude..that is exactly what I keep asking my love..and what you have written is exactly how she responds (by her actions),,and i surprise packages.once in a while...Amazing coincidence!! ..but whatever she is.. I know....I love her.. One thing you dont realize..the burden that you carry spill-over subtly in your actions, touch or look or response..that can be felt!!
powerful expression.... that's what i luuurrrvvveee about ur posts :)
ok fine.. now bring on that fun story, will ya??
dodoisland: well, i guess there are more of my kind in this world!!
now, if you would tell me about that burden i carry...cause i tell ya i was wondering what is it that's been messing up my right shoulder over the past month!!
:)
Mehreen: yeah, somebody waved a red flag in front of this bull!! the charge was inevitable, wasn't it?
d'Rat: hehehehe...finally somebody asks...
:D
eh, u'd better put on the story here...
i like those...
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