Monday, June 24, 2013


We spend so much of our time creating the person we want to be, the person everyone likes or admires. A person who looks good and talks well and does all the right things. And paradoxically enough, in that self-absorption we lose the person we really are. Who is that person?

Is it the model wife or ideal daughter or the skilled hostess? Or is it some stranger that lives somewhere in our head furtively waiting for chances to come out when our defenses are down?

We get so comfortable that we forget to question why things are the way they are. That there’s a world that exists beyond the perfection we have created so painstakingly and that this world is not as ideal. We don't want to hear or think about it and when perchance we do, we want to change the topic to some superficiality, which happens to be the fad of the day.

We never want to meet that stranger because that stranger makes us look inwards, makes us question our validity, asks us to venture out of our luxurious dollhouse.

We never want to go through the looking glass... what if we find out that it is actually we, who are ones living our lives backwards.

7 comments:

John Hill said...

Good to hear from you, Amber. Great post. Hope that you're back to writing an occasional--or "random" note.

hannah kureshi said...

....amber its amazing how you say things which are clogged in some godforsaken corner of my brain...
im enjoying someone doing the writing for me now..love you an hugs and keep them coming...

hannah kureshi said...

....amber its amazing how you say things which are clogged in some godforsaken corner of my brain...
im enjoying someone doing the writing for me now..love you an hugs and keep them coming...

Amel said...

Funny how your post coincided with the quote that spoke to me so much the other day...

"“If you spent your life concentrating on what everyone else thought of you, would you forget who you really were? What if the face you showed the world turned out to be a mask... with nothing beneath it?”
― Jodi Picoult, Nineteen Minutes"

You sure have a way with words, Amber...welcome back! :-D

Random Magus said...

@john: hi ... Been out of the habit of writing for so long hope to get back into it more than just randomly

@ Hannah great to see you on my blog I myself turned back to it after almost two years of absence

@ amel... Hi again so glad to hear from you again hope alls well with your world 😄😃

candoor said...

i know this strangeness... i am that stranger most people never want to meet... that's why i babble innocuously to keep myself company and appear unthreateningly benign and laugh at the possibility of being understood because, laughing is better than mourning the probable impossibility of it all...

or something like that...

i like reading you :)

Random Magus said...

@ Candoor: thank you - I liked reading that you like reading me