“Why do people just disappear?” read her status message on Gtalk…
me: they just disappear… even i wonder why.. probably because in their emotional world we disappear..
me: Some questions have no answers as such… for our satisfaction we give ourselves some answers… but with any answer or any reason the pain caused by such disappearance doesnt decrease nor does the wounds heal…
she: Ppl disappear but the questions still remain hanging.. Asking for answers… N when u don’t have answers u leave it on time or u cook up the answers
me: cooking up the answer is the right answer… i mean yeah, we cook up reasons in the absence of a reason…
me: accepting the fact of disappearance, if not the very disappearance itself, for some cooked up reason is better than the absurdity of no reason.
she: Dil ko samjhane ke liye yeh khayal accha hai
me: there is great pain in that ‘push’ to cook up reasons for oneself…
she: Khud ko bevkoof banane ke liye kya kuch nahi karte
me: woh toh hai… but its a very pitiable condition in which one is put where (s)he has to betray himself by making himself believe in a ‘partial lie/truth’ which he himself has cooked for himself <‘himself’ can be replaced with ‘herself’ in all the places>