The Way We Were
He smiled to them, but deep inside him were tears that welled up for so long, uncried, and unshed; and no one knew. For he came in, as always, clad, powerful and unfazed in stature. After all, this was how everyone expected him to be. But this was not who he was inside. He was tired, but he was not allowed to rest. He had to be their wall although he was crumbling within. Not that he was not normally so; he had loved to be independent, focused. But a point of weakness comes to everyone's lives, and that was his.Where exactly did he stand? How much has he gained through the miles that he walked? And in turn, what has he lost? What does the road ahead have in store for him? Or was this the end of the road? Has he walked too much, seen too much, and hurt too much? Has he tasted what life really was, and felt how it was to really be alive? Just what has he done in the way to be at peace when Death would come to take him away? Knowing that life has given him something, just what has he left behind?
These were two faces of the same man... rhetorical, yet papercut... motivated, yet destroyed... and this was his unsung story of old...
But it was over now... It is, after all, the advent of a new beginning, and he had to leave all the bitterness, the grudge, the doubts, and the sorrows behind...
"For that was his moment of loneliness, but there are other emotions in the world, and he wanted to experience them as well..." It couldn't have been better said...
Cheers everyone! ^^
posted by Dexter @ 4:35 PM
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