The facade

She always
had a smile on her face. Her life seemed perfect to the world. She tried living
her life to the fullest. But it was all a facade that she had created. She
pretended to be okay when nothing really was okay. The face that had a
beautiful smile in front of the world had tears streaming down it when no one
saw it. There was pain. There was sadness. There was a void which she felt that
no one or nothing could fill. She tried to keep herself busy and tried as hard
she could to keep the pain away. But no matter how hard she tried, the pain
kept coming back. No one knew what she was going through. It was she who chose
not to tell anyone about it. Reason? She couldn’t trust anyone anymore. May be
she could forgive but she didn’t believe in promises anymore. She didn’t want
to make herself vulnerable again by telling what she felt. She had learned her
lessons the hard way and she didn’t want to forget the lessons. But how she
wished she could just forget all that happened and begin life’s journey afresh.
She it wouldn’t be easy but it was possible. There was a problem. She didn’t
want to try. She had no strength left to try again. For her it was easier to
maintain the facade that she had created for the world and cry alone than
trying to begin life afresh. But for how long could she live like that? Wouldn’t
there be a possibility of someone getting to know about it? A question which
only time could answer.