play of masks

there is not a single person i can think of who knows me well. Every person, be it my parents or my best friends, know only a part of me...a part which i choose to show to them..

in fact we all know only a certain side of other people...its a play of masks, and the challenge lies in how quickly you can juggle one mask with the other..

Everyone knows a different part, a different side...n they think that is the whole, which is so laughably untrue..this is also one of the reasons i feel so distant from people..

when they talk to me, i know they are talking to that side of me that they know, and for some reason, i dont feel like breaking their illusions and see to it that my answer is coherent with their perception of me...

i dont think there will ever be any person who will know me fully. And why should they? why should anyone have to bear the burden of our complicated personalities..