I began life believing every word they said.
That the first step was sooner; the first words
clearer; everything a record, that none had achieved.
I was a princess. My life was a fairy tale...
Then Life took over to teaching me.
Each day a new experience brought me
nearer to the multitude. It clipped the wings
and trashed the crown.Yet I marveled at the
plots and sub plots...they kept me in the lead
role of my saga.
I kept turning the pages
and penned down new lines diligently,
day after day, year after year.
A record. Of my memories.
Happy, funny, heart warming;
Or some that put in a knife and can still make me bleed.
After a lifetime when I flip through...
I am surprised. I am sad.
For all the pages are the same!
All that is different is the color, the font, the spacing...
The same actions. Only the faces changed. The same words too...
that brought a smile or a gush of tears.
The same reactions. Impulsive, tactless or disappearing behind walls.
Never learned anything that life spend years teaching.
For the sheer lack of a melange score
Life! we've let each other down.
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