Sunday, March 22, 2009

Masquerade.

Have you seen The Truman Show? A film about a guy whom his whole life was being staged by a group of people which is a director, actors, actress, and other sort of people in movie business. Everything was planned since he was born.

It's a funny thing when I used to think that my life was a stage. You know some people, when they are small, they used to had an imaginary friend, imaginary situation portrayed by some toys, but unlike me, I used to think that someone is discussing about every move that I made. I became insecure of my surrounding when I am alone. Thus the thought made me to 'act normal' sometimes. And that was all about 13 years ago.

Nowadays, as I learn about how the world goes round, I am pretty much sure that our life is a stage. A stage where we should act according to the scene. The difference is, there is no retake, just one shot like the movie. Some people used to said, 'This is me inside and out'. Well, I would like to contradict that statement. Every single soul in this world are wearing a mask. People don't change buddy, they just use a different mask.

You might think I am a freak, some sporadic morals I use to live on. But look no further people, you are exactly the same. You are using a different persona everywhere. You're one happy childish person at home but you're one silent grieving soul at class. You're one trouble sober person at mamak but you're one drunken socialize person at clubs.

"I think she is interesting, how should I approach her?"

"Simple. Just be yourself."

This part where I sucks, people. How in hell should I be myself when I didn't know which character I was. I used to be different person most of the time. And honestly, I act differently according to people. I just like to swim with the flow. And that is why I am stiff frozen infront of new people. Boys or girls, it doesn't matter. I tried to mingle with anyone new but it just doesn't work that way. Unless we're living, working or doing the same thing together, I could never befriend with you.

"I'm sorry I couldn't let you finish your crap. But this is an order. Nice to know you bro."

PIUP!

A distinct sounds of a bullet travels through silencer and pierce a human flesh. I guess I am cut to be a cold blooded hitman. Okay, too much spy movies. Cheerio!


"Good morning, and in case I don't see ya, good afternoon, good evening, and good night!" - Truman Burbank, The Truman Show.

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