Mystery

By Karthika G

It is not that I don't like people enough or I don't wish to talk to them;

It is just that I am comfortable at expressing a miniscule part of what I feel inside.

For I wonder if I am understood with the same intensity with which I spoke. It is a complete disappointment to see someone nodding their head even if they cannot really feel what I say.

Hence, I decided that even if there is a volcano of thoughts erupting in my mind, I would sit calm and smile than pick my phone and talk to someone.

I thought this would change when I meet a person who shares the same passion for my thoughts. Only to realise now that this person was none other than my own soul.

Certainly, there are moments when someone gets to feel my thoughts in the same passion as I do but that's only a rare occasion. It may happen with someone close to my heart or sometimes with a complete stranger but it's never in totality.

Thus, I prefer to be a mystery than to be misunderstood.

By Karthika G