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Me, Myself, Life and Reality

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I am here sitting beside the window and while I gaze at the cold blue sky, I wonder about life, reality and myself. I wish I could spend all my life just lying down in the middle of nowhere gazing at the endless sky all day long. Wouldn't it be nice if reality were to be a dream and if all of us could smile until the very end?

What exactly is life? It is something that I have not been able to comprehend totally yet. When I look at life, I just find it complicated and yet so simple. I guess this is the part where I become a walking talking contradiction. Maybe it is just me stuck in a whirlpool of emotions? Emotions remind me of how my mood swings like a pendulum. At times, I wonder if anyone would ever understand me: the real me.

”I know you” is not something anyone on this planet can honestly say to me. No one knows me. Half the time, I do not even know myself. As we spend our lives living in a charade of masks, we often forget ourselves. Losing ourselves, we forget who we truly are and, in itself, mold ourselves into something that we are not. Sewn into a life of falsehood we establish false identities living in a life of lies. What treachery is this? This treachery my friend is what we call ”reality”.

Forget everything and pause for a moment to think about the shadows of your life!
Something random that I had written.
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