I just don't recognise myself sometimes. I have lived all my life with a certain opinion about myself and time and again I keep surprising myself.
I always try to justify the things I have done. I keep saying to myself that I am not so bad. There are people who have done worse things. And gotten away with it.
And then one day it just hits you in your face. You think that people like you. You think that you have friends. And that you are basically a good person. Deep down. Very deep down. But you are. Good, that is.
And when you are enjoying your reverie, someone comes along and shatters every misconception, your folly is exposed. That someone shatters the very foundations of all your beliefs, opinions, principles, everything. Every damn thing.
It hits you like the Tsunami and in a fraction of a moment, all is destroyed. You just stand there.
Naked and ashamed.
3 comments:
Veena, can relate so much of this as this happened to me a month back well my identity came crashing down.
I feel as if u have stolen my thoughts and written it there.
After a month of soul searching I realised that the killing of this identity are those great opportunities of growth :-)
That doesnt mean we will stop labeling ourselves or others, we r human and will go on...
Keep writing...liked ur blog :-)
thank you so much satyadarshini..... i'm flattered!!!
Veena... I know exactly what you mean. I feel it all the time.
We are only to willing to convince ourselves that things we do are just. Yet, we are pragmatists and murder ourselves every night.
And every morning, yes EVERY morning... we are resurrected.
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