“Real love amounts to- letting a person be what he really is. Most people love you for who you pretend to be. To keep their love, you keep pretending- performing. You get to love your pretence. It's true, we're locked in an image, an act- and the sad thing is, people get so used to their image, they grow attached to their masks. They love their chains. They forget all about who they really are. And if you try to remind them, they hate you for it, they feel like you're trying to steal their most precious possession” Jim Morrison wrote it beautifully…n I so agree dat all o us live wid a mask on … v r so afraid to live widout our masks…or v r afraid o ourselves n our own reality; our feelings most of all …d mask doesn’t remain d same..it keeps changing in diff contexts… diff ppl, diff masks…..changin masks is more comfortin dan being ones real self…n it comes naturally to all o us..v dun evn get to knoe wen d mask changes…d transition is so smooth..n hs become a part o our lives…..v hv jus become fakers,…n v dun eva really feel guilty…coz v keep runnin frm d real….wen v r wid othas…our frenz, acquaintances, loved ones…nebody it b…dere isn’t a nanosecond..wen v r widout a mask..v keep feignin wat v aren’t…n mayb hate to b…at night wen v snuggle into our comfort zones…v try n keep our mind engrossed in things dat aren’t really pertinent…coz dere is dis lurkin fear o meetin d real self….but dan at times no matter how hard we try….d virtual world closes on us…d curtains fall….n d real resurrects…n den we introspect…everythin around us….n dere is dis fumbling realization of livin wid a mask….n we think dat we can neva really get rid o it…n r so stuck wid d same…but we can…its jus dat we dun hv d courage…to face d world widout one…we r scared out of our wits…..of losin ppl..or things dat aren’t really ours…but belong to d pretence.. v become wat othas demand us to b…n dat is how v kill our real self…n d thin false veil drawn before d real self…becomes more real dan d reality….n den ppl love our pretence nt us…
