Was looking for something in my desk when I stumbled upon my diary of 2003. Started flipping through the pages. And suddenly things that had long been nowhere were everywhere. And all the facades fell.
Tears swelled. I too had cheated him. Disregarded his reality. Made myself my own reality. A reality that is easier to use. Easier to live. Formulated theories to make the simple truth seem less apparent.
I swear I could not look him in the eye.
i used to care but things have changed.......
ReplyDeleteI think we all are/have been/will be there, when we look at our younger selves and wonder, and our eyes start to burn.
ReplyDeleteAs the French say, "Le temps détruit tout" ;)
ReplyDeleteyou locked him for a while.but he is always there.no matter what.
ReplyDeletethe trick is to remember that he is there.
@ guitar george: You mean you don't care anymore? That's sad. Good for you but :)
ReplyDelete@ dhruva: Yes.
@ the inquirer: :)
@phemone: I will try. At least i will stop trying to forget that he is there.