"Who am I ?"
This is one question we all ask ourselves from time to time. We are never the same. Life is a series of natural and spontaneous changes. And yet, there are some things that remain the same, constant.
I am more tolerant of people now than I was earlier. I have learnt to hear more than I speak. I have learnt to be more careful with my emotions. I am better able to hide my pain behind smiles and conversations.
What has not changed is that I am still very much an introvert. I am the type of person who when is present, the presence will not be acknowledged and in absence, the absence will not be felt.
I am a person that one's peripheral vision can see, but never really notice because people mostly focus on the center, on what is in front of them. I will never be the person in the center.
I am meant for the sidelines.
Our mind is just a fence-seater too...it watches the best, remembers the best and makes the best out of us...I agree to be in it and I too love to be on the sidelines...precious words and your poems always amaze me...love, Renu !
ReplyDeleteThank you for the encouraging words Lopamudra 🙂
DeleteMaybe, there is a longing to know who I am...and seeing in the eyes of a steanger...reminds me a poem I wrote a few years back...
ReplyDeletehttps://saibarman.blogspot.com/2017/09/being-stranger.html?m=1
...your poem weaves in a texure of deep introspection and conveys a complete novel through it...your expanse of thoughts and wonderful art of presenting makes me suggest you.to start novel writing along with poetry....best regards
Thank you Saibal 🙂
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