Masquerade of Life

All of us are in this grand masquerade, among the throng of people, we seek expectantly... We often would come across people in various facade, people that wants to know us because of ulterior motives and intentions... But at times, we also come across people without masks, people that faces us with true and pure disposition. Whenever we met someone veracious and immaculate, we find ourselves unknowingly removing our societal masks too... That electrifying trice of truth, that very moment of self discovery...

Before this revelation, we were drifting aimlessly, not knowing what we really wanted. We searched high and low for someone who could at least understand us, someone who is able to befriend us regardless of all the generic masks we wear. And when we met this particular person, we may realise that what we really want is not what we have wished for in the first place. Friends and soul mates does not come in a standard template, and more often than not they may not have been what we are expecting all along...

Fate is not something meant to be forced upon, and my body is absorbing it day by day. What is yours will eventually come to your arms; what is not yours will never come to be. In any case, I should not lose heart and give up on hopes for love that is true, good and beautiful.

The value of life, in a certain sense, is determined by the maturity of how we love. Of how we give and accept love. I guess, letting go is also a way of giving love...