I used to call my friends delusional when they grew affection for people I saw were only a potential ache to the mind and the heart or when they called a bunch of shitty people the cool guys. It felt weird the fisrt time I learnt that the girl acting so damn egoistic and entitled is actually nice or the one who is funny and sarcastic, turns out to be a bookworm.....The big dude with the frowny face who made me burst into laughter, that one person with the ugly personality who has a dark past or the one who is visibly quiet but filled with so much chaos.
To meet new people is to handle them your book. Never do they know that the book is missing a few pages which makes it easy to misinterpret self-worth as arrogance or the purest act of kindness as affectation. You can't read a story without knowing what the characters have gone through to reach that point in time and place.
I am not the first person or the last to be troubled by the human nature. But one thing I know for sure is that you will meet people who will hide their true self beneath roaring waves and auras of sophistications and who will single-handedly prove to you that intellect has no power when subjected to the intricacies of human emotions and how people choose to act upon them. You will remember them as strangers in the crowd. But their little kindnesses, their plain features will live within you for as long as you can breathe.
I suppose it is okay to put pieces together and to try to build an impression about somebody you barely know. But you don't get to confine that person based solely on a single word or act on the cover because sometimes, assumptions are the least thing they really deserve.
To meet new people is to handle them your book. Never do they know that the book is missing a few pages which makes it easy to misinterpret self-worth as arrogance or the purest act of kindness as affectation. You can't read a story without knowing what the characters have gone through to reach that point in time and place.
I am not the first person or the last to be troubled by the human nature. But one thing I know for sure is that you will meet people who will hide their true self beneath roaring waves and auras of sophistications and who will single-handedly prove to you that intellect has no power when subjected to the intricacies of human emotions and how people choose to act upon them. You will remember them as strangers in the crowd. But their little kindnesses, their plain features will live within you for as long as you can breathe.
I suppose it is okay to put pieces together and to try to build an impression about somebody you barely know. But you don't get to confine that person based solely on a single word or act on the cover because sometimes, assumptions are the least thing they really deserve.
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