Reflections ! reflections! The mirror on the wall speaks of varied stuff.

Sometimes it quizzes with its perplexed look. In fact, off late the confounded stare has become a fixation. Am I same human I so strive to depict? Nay I guess not so, for that person is took a backseat long ago. He is too cynical to be his own self. The bearings of the world have forced him to confine himself in a close-guarded shell. Now an artificial world is a destined dwelling.

True emotions like love, care, humanity and generosity are too suspicious to venture out. A forced smile and an artificial tear is all it can use. Now who the heck falls for sugar coated faces, honeyed smiles and flattering lingo. On the same lines a sob story and glycerin tears, yet again, a raison d'être to be on a consistent marathon.

But the better bit is that he is slowly transforming himself, and fitting into the skins of the trends. Shedding its old skin he is acquiring the new artificial garb too.

Though that again brings me to a debatable topic. The impression I had earlier of myself was probably too much glorified. And a self-realized glory can only take life when it’s put to utilization. Confused? In lay men terms as soon as I took akin to the trends, and started living in a world of self-importance, my existence was noticed.

Realism has its pros and cons, but practicality is my definition. Emotions may be a necessity but they probably are the second best now. Though as confessed earlier , it does amaze me with its callous attitude. But what the heck?? I have suddenly got a verve. Out of the blue am neither sulking nor seething. That stifled feeling of being burdened with expectations from self and others, have slowly given away. Initial teething troubles are receding and life is looking up. Suddenly I feel light as a feather.

Maybe a flight is in order!