बहुरूपिये को रूप बदलने में देर नही लगती
The above sentence was from a film and when I first heard it I didn't know the meaning. All I knew was it was from a Raj Kapoor movie.
When i look back and into my life I realize that it could have been my dialogue, and not just mine. Most of my life, I have been hiding under masks and i have changed one too many. I was successful in making many people believe that the facade I put up is my original face, although the intention was not to fool and mislead people. It was more for self defense rather than harming others.
There were times when i wore masks to be accepted, to be avoided, to be mediocre, to make others feel better, to protect my feelings, to hide my intentions, to please others and many more. Then there were those times i wore masks to manipulate others, to hide my shallowness. I have changed masks so often and so many that at some point I lost track.
I hate my masks, i hate all of them
I don't like wearing one
my intentions don't matter
I don't like these games i play
and among those masks
in some lost dimension
lies my true self
waiting to be identified
Now i have reached a stage where i am not sure if I am wearing a mask or not. The masks i wear formed my identity.
The above sentence was from a film and when I first heard it I didn't know the meaning. All I knew was it was from a Raj Kapoor movie.
When i look back and into my life I realize that it could have been my dialogue, and not just mine. Most of my life, I have been hiding under masks and i have changed one too many. I was successful in making many people believe that the facade I put up is my original face, although the intention was not to fool and mislead people. It was more for self defense rather than harming others.
There were times when i wore masks to be accepted, to be avoided, to be mediocre, to make others feel better, to protect my feelings, to hide my intentions, to please others and many more. Then there were those times i wore masks to manipulate others, to hide my shallowness. I have changed masks so often and so many that at some point I lost track.
I hate my masks, i hate all of them
I don't like wearing one
my intentions don't matter
I don't like these games i play
and among those masks
in some lost dimension
lies my true self
waiting to be identified
Now i have reached a stage where i am not sure if I am wearing a mask or not. The masks i wear formed my identity.